Dragoncrest Cliffs hope you grow, i hope you grow too

sorry for the wait! rounds are for chumps as it turns out!

her siblings pair off, leaving portia's to each other -- it's a fairer match, she supposes, letting them have at each other. as they spar the young commander walks around, observing their form. every so often she leans down, murmuring encouragements or barking (at tux and kiwi, at least) suggestions for improvements. 

but observing is boring, actually, and after a little while, blixen needs to change things up. maybe pedagogy is not really her thing, who knows. "good job," she announces, sitting down, the line of her back straightened. "now how about we make this more fun? i want you -- all of you -- to come after me. show me what you got!" flashing a wolfy grin, blix lowers herself, bracing for puppy impact.