Raven's Watch berjumst

Spar thread!

Being so close to home had created nothing but boredom for the fire woman. She had been idly licking her teeth for some time before she finally let loose a great sigh through her nose, ready to do something about it. Valmúa was antsy. Bottled anger rested in her heart. Kigipigak had taken the only outlet she'd been hoping for when he drove Njord away. A familiar burning threatened to break free. So she strode to the rendezvous within their great circle of redwoods.
Anyone who dared stride with her in such a mood would find her itching for a bit of practice, complete with bruising.