Yosef wasn’t sure what disappointed him more, the fact that he had been frozen mid-air or the fact that Kyra didn’t appear to be interested in sparring any longer. Orden was snickering but that wasn’t something unexpected. That wolf seemed to find almost anything funny, especially when it involved Yosef.<br/><br/>But, as funny as it was…<br/><br/>The fox pounced on her while she was down, holding the blade of his dagger close to his throat. “Actually, I was expecting a lot more from someone who lived in the forest,” he told her. “That wasn’t much of a fight. Never drop your guard. Just because your opponent is down, does not mean he’s out.” He truly had been looking for more of a fight. Oh well, there was time for that later on. Maybe it was best that he saved his energy for this mission, he knew he was going to need it.<br/><br/>Yosef got off of her and sheathed his dagger, “Either way, you’ve gotten your point across.” He looked to Orden, who appeared to be quite pleased.<br/><br/>“I think you two should spend the rest of the day resting,” Orden suggested. “I’ll go prepare dinner.”