Kick some ass.

For the silver soldier, that is the only answer. She has spent the past few months recovering from the hell she went through hiding away from the Edge and delivering her twins - in winter, nonetheless - and after a long, arduous road, she finally feels able to take to the battlefield again. It alarmed her quite how long it took her to recover from the twins' birth, this time. Perhaps it was because it came so soon after almost dying during Libertad and d'Arcy's births as well, but she has only just stopped feeling weak and lethargic all the time, hardly able to motivate herself to do anything. Not that she allowed this inconvenience to keep her from her duties, however. It takes more than a small matter of ripped innards and stretched unmentionables to keep the ironheart from her tasks as General.

As she roams through Helovia, she feels her beleaguered and battered body begin to sing. This is the first true freedom she's had in months, as the twins are now big enough to not need her around all the time. This gives her longer to devote to her training, and her first stop is, of course, a spar. With whom, she does not know. She is half-tempted to ask Tembovu to humour her, but her emotions are still slightly out of whack and she doesn't trust herself around his big, handsome booty. She has sworn off men for life - well, maybe not life, but until the memory of the grey-eyed shitbag begins to fade - and is not quite ready to face temptation. Self-control is not an emotion Nyx is familiar with, and certainly not one she's good at exhibiting.

Dominus lopes alongside her, his tongue lolling to cool his titanic body. Lazy cat that he is, he has quite enjoyed Nyx's time away from the battlefield, so he can spend his days sleeping in the sun or inflicting misery on unfortunate prey animals. But they both know he'll soon forget his idleness the moment he and his bonded shift into the sweet synchronised act of war for which they are both so suited.

The pair's path brings them to the Endless Blue. It is a warm, sunny Birdsong day, and the waves lap pleasantly against the sand as mare and lion draw to a halt. They choose a wide stretch of beach, where there's plenty of room to tangle. The sea is on their left, a good distance away. With excitement and anticipation pulsing through her body, the silver releases a trumpeting call for an opponent, whilst Dominus struts ominously beside her.

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Spar for @Archibald ! Set in the Endless Blue on a warm, sunny day.

MAGIC AND COMPANIONS LET'S DO IT

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