by Fortune's Fool » Thu Feb 05, 2015 7:05 am
Aella sat in a circle with a few other warriors, looking up to watch the mid-air sparring match that was going on above them. They, like her, were two younger warriors, and the tip of her tail twitched as one of them briefly lost control in the air before correcting their course. It was fairly obvious why these two had been first, neither seemed very comfortable fighting while aloft yet. One landed soon after, and the second followed suit, the two of them obviously worn out, and neither being able to be called the winner. She shifted slightly as two more, by silent agreement, took the place of the original two.