(Sorry, the Griffs are only natural colors and/or patterns. I feel like a brat now. >.<)
Jera palmfaced herself and picked up the unscathed disc. "That is enough training for today." She growled, and began filling notched and scratched in the discs with more clay. Ruienne like how she did that. "What do you think of your new combat trainer?" Rue asked, grinning like a cheeky schoolgirl.

