Hideaway Strath gypsy girl, where have you been

sorry so short I have to get to the gym but I wanted to throw something up

Suddenly Whrist felt like up and leaving, her body shifting uneasily as she was too embarrassed to work with the tiny white witch, however the thought of winning a spar against Nyra was also to enticing to pass up. Her blue eyes flit to Aerin then back to Nyra. "I'm game" she nodded affirmatively waiting to hear if the other femme would join her in the spar without actually looking at her. She got back into ready stance.

She hoped Nyra wasn't going to force them to work together to closely. But she'd try to follow any command the overseer would give to the letter