<span style="font-weight: bold">Eowyn</span><br/><br/>"I guess we're here to spar," Eowyn shifts slightly from hoof to hoof. "Either each-other, or in a team," she glances at Aria, "Is it..." her hand brushes her humantum, beneath the hem of her too-tight teeshirt, "full contact?" She asks, blushing.