Soleil
His reassurance soothes something tangled that lives far below the surface of her current anger, and later she will surely be grateful that he doesn't waver in the face of such uncommon vitriol from the wolf girl. She isn't sure he gets it, not really, not when the guilt is eating her alive for having been off adventuring instead of home where her people needed her. She feels selfish, and childlike, and like nothing she does here and now can atone for how long it took for her to get back with the skyboats down.
Still, the prospect of taking it out on each other is attractive. Soleil is better trained in weaponry than hand-to-hand, but only because tussling and wrestling was far more common in her not-quite-human household. Before she can overthink it, she throws her spear into the dummy one more time and leaves it there, flexing her hands out as she sizes up her newfound opponent. "I think it's a better idea than having to clean up a destroyed dummy." Deimos would hang her by her toes otherwise, and blood is easier to clean up than straw and sand.
She runs for him full-tilt, aiming to shove him down by ramming her left shoulder into his solar plexus, her outer arm shielding her face against any retaliation while hoping the suddenness of her attack would give her an edge.
Still, the prospect of taking it out on each other is attractive. Soleil is better trained in weaponry than hand-to-hand, but only because tussling and wrestling was far more common in her not-quite-human household. Before she can overthink it, she throws her spear into the dummy one more time and leaves it there, flexing her hands out as she sizes up her newfound opponent. "I think it's a better idea than having to clean up a destroyed dummy." Deimos would hang her by her toes otherwise, and blood is easier to clean up than straw and sand.
She runs for him full-tilt, aiming to shove him down by ramming her left shoulder into his solar plexus, her outer arm shielding her face against any retaliation while hoping the suddenness of her attack would give her an edge.
kiss me like I'm a conviction, beg for divinity in my grasp
