Ravensblood Forest standing waves

she watched. observed. it was typical for men to duke it out like this— a raw preposition for who was dominant over the other. they'd claim it was a spar, but it was simply just to see who came out on top.

it's not like meredith didn't enjoy the show.

she sat back, content, eagerly watching the boys, men at most, trade attacks back and forth. they seemed like naturals despite the captain's age, almost like they were bred from the same seed.