[Training] caught in the undertow

WESSEX out of the night that covers me An odd sense of pride blooms within the matriarch as Mabel tells her that the fear is something she’ll have to get over herself. It’s true. No one can face their fears for them. But if she could ease it somehow… that would be something she would readily agree to. “I think so - but if you need a safety net at any point, just let me know.” And that’s where she’ll leave it, offered and on the table, shifting a bit physically as the conversation and energy changes around them. “You can never have too many sparring partners,” Wessex agrees, happy to hear that Aurelia was helping Mabel (at least to some extent), a crooked, fanged grin growing eagerly across her face. Her hands feel itchy, like they need to grab something with a pointy tip. “Want to try against my claws? I’d love to see what you’ve learned.” black as the pit from pole to pole i thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul