MAEA
Grunting, Maea pushed herself up to sig, rubbing a sore spot on a shoulder where it had connected with the rocky ground. Next time she would try to avoid dropping straight down, restrained or not.
Huffing a breathless laugh at Boreal, she scratched the big dragon around her horns.
"Here and there," she replied, rather evasively. Unwilling to admit that she had stolen the moves from Torchline dancers and adapter them for sparring - it seemed she had a lot to work on still. "You're a lot stronger than you look," she pointed out, side-eying the Messenger. "What's your weapon of choice?"
Huffing a breathless laugh at Boreal, she scratched the big dragon around her horns.
"Here and there," she replied, rather evasively. Unwilling to admit that she had stolen the moves from Torchline dancers and adapter them for sparring - it seemed she had a lot to work on still. "You're a lot stronger than you look," she pointed out, side-eying the Messenger. "What's your weapon of choice?"
Light is easy to love
Show me your darkness
Show me your darkness
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
