[Estelle]

The day was rather uneventful. A practice run in the morning, a brief spar in the afternoon, and now she had a moment of rest. Meticulously cleaning her fur, dirtied by the day’s activities, Silverrose had to admit that life as a warrior came easier. Less restrictions, more responsibilities; there always was something to do, and rarely did she need another to complete her tasks. That said, it appeared she was done early for the day, unless she should decide to head out once more. Perhaps a hunt, or an evening run to finish the day? Silverrose needed the practice – though her front leg often still felt stiff, tissues pulling at the new intricate scar adorning her back leg, she would be getting no where if she didn’t keep in shape and practice running every so often.


[ @starry ]