Stavanger Bay we dwarves are natural sprinters

to his quip, dalia nipped playfully at his muzzle-- not at all intending to make contact. "that you are too wimp to do it!" she tried, but it felt sort of mean and she immediately felt bad about saying it. well, velen seemed to handle everything in stride so... she stuck to her retort, but still felt guilty about it. 

"i took down a fox," she clarified, as if he truly didn't know, "all by myself." it was hardly a feat, but dalia felt pretty accomplished! she hadn't done anything like that before, but the little side lessons that @Saucy had been giving her had proven to be helpful. she was still dreading (and really excited for!!) ford's lesson-- that would be the real difference maker, she knew. "not as cool as a shark," she added with a wry smile, her ears flicking down-- though her tail still wiggled at her hocks.