<div class="floatright">(http://d.facdn.net/art/nuttynut93/1500943414/1500943364.nuttynut93_17._ready_for_action_.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Celeste Bellarose<br/><strong>Time:</strong>10:00 AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Celeste's Villa, Training Grounds<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Izzy, Rein, Onyx, etc.<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Celeste smirked as Onyx flitted down.  The gator herself had always been on the larger side of the anthro spectrum and outside of the water, that weight was felt.  Granted, it was almost all muscle, but Celeste had always been a heavy fighter who had to take advantage of her reach to keep up with smaller, faster opponents.  It wasn't quite a weakness, in her eyes, since she'd learned to adopt a different sort of fighting stance to accommodate and her frame left a lot of strength behind her attacks, big or small.  What always surprised her, though, was that Onyx was even taller than she was and despite that and all Celeste had gotten used to for people like her, the dragon was as graceful as a dancer in the air.  She envied that ability, wishing she could trade her ability to swim to be able to fly for a day.  Being able to soar above the world like that.  Not to mention the advantage it granted in the arena as well.<br/><br/>What never surprised her, anymore at least, was the dragon's libido.  Lamont liked to say that he was always up for it, but Onyx certainly gave him a run for his money.  If they both acted as big as they talked, the two could probably go into a room together and never come out.  That was sort of an amusing thought to Celeste and added little extra pep to the smirk she gave to Onyx as the dragon swayed on over.<br/><br/>"Later, my dear, after lunch."  Celeste said, neglecting purposefully to state whether she meant sparring or sex, "I'm interested to see how this match turns out.  Besides, Rose must be close to finishing with lunch and there's something I wanted to talk to everyone about after the morning routines.  After that, though, I'd love to hear what's cooking in that head of yours."<br/><br/>Honestly, sparring with Onyx was as interesting to Celeste as fucking her.  The gator wasn't as prone to submission as Rose was, but she had learned to abandon certain hang-ups in her time in lower tiers in past houses.  The key, however, was that Onyx had willingly come to Celeste's house.  They'd never really had a proper fight in the arena.  Celeste knew that Onyx was a capable fighter and she was glad to have her in her house, but there was always that nagging feeling.  Onyx was an aerial fighter and Celeste had always had a little more trouble with those.  Onyx was capable, too, and adding that all together kind of made her the ultimate challenge.  That's why she looked forward to sparring with the dragon as much as she did.  It sort of satisfied that craving to know what the outcome would've been.