<strong>Name:</strong>Izzy<br/><strong>Time:</strong>10:00 AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cellar >> Training Grounds<br/><strong>Tagging (or Mentioning):</strong>Rose, Lamont, Onyx, Celeste, Rein, Open<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>A lot of respect being shown, Izzy noted.  She hadn't seen Onyx fight very often, granted.  But cautious and nuanced weren't words that the doe often associated with her so-called owner.  She was bold and willful, enjoying adding mind-games to her natural aerial advantages to win the day.  The fact that Onyx and Celeste were effectively trading feints right now was a curious development.  Izzy's eyes narrowed, her attention almost completely on the fight.  So, there was more in that reptilian head than sexual fantasies, after all..<br/><br/>"Pray smite the cheeky aerial squamata so hard round the brainpan that she might feel the aftereffects next year!"<br/><br/>Annnd that broke her focus.  Izzy rolled her eyes, casting a withering stare to the black rat as he assumed the role of the peanut gallery.  She'd heard the crowds shout for blood, or describe the intricate ways a skull could be fractured, or suggest various things that should be forcibly inserted into an opponent's anus.  But Brainpan and squamata weren't among the words she'd heard crowds use.  "Squamata?" she repeated, blandly.  She didn't know what that word meant, but it sounded squishy and wriggly.<br/><br/>She looked at how Rein and Lamont spoke, her mouth curling as if tasting something sour.  If only she'd lost to him instead, she thought.  Then she'd have an 'owner' who asked how she'd slept, instead of constantly bedding her.  She was a little jealous, to be honest.  The rat clearly had the better deal than she'd gotten.  Although, her thoughts wandered a little as she saw Rose walking among them.  She watched the three of them for just a moment, trying to place exactly how she felt about them.<br/><br/>And then Rose ruined it.  “Though Mistress is concerned with other activities she is a skilled opponent. She took down Izzy and I’ve seen you two spar.” Izzy scoffed and turned back to the fight.  Izzy was curiously silent as Rose began exclaiming about which blows would rattle her bones, the fenmink sounding much more like that loquacious rodent by the moment.  The female was adorable, under most circumstances, but right now she was grating on Izzy's nerves.<br/><br/>She focused on the one thing in this fight that she wanted to see.  Celeste beating Onyx.  It was curious, Celeste was the bolder of the two right now.  Onyx seemed to be trying to get her to make a mistake.  Izzy felt a wry, thin smile tease the edge of her lips, hoping her alpha would be victorious.