Dragoncrest Cliffs Northern star

Well, he didn't say she was wrong this time.  Slowly the burning in her face abates, bringing with it the threat of running off in tears.  She was tougher than that, she liked to think, but really it had been a neat thing.  Something about Artaax reminded her of Heda, and the thought of disappointing him before she'd gotten the chance to prove she was better sat extremely wrong in her.

So she would do what he wanted, and study, definitely.  What she would study, she still didn't understand, so likely she'd just stare at herself in the lake and secretly wonder if her brother, despite his intimidating presence, was all there in the head.

Now this though, this was what she wanted!  She matched his pose, then let out a small growl and threw herself forward.  Not a whole lot of practice or planning yet; she hadn't sparred often, and in play spars, you only learned to be enthusiastic.