"Ackpft!"

Muscles spring and the wolf sails across the room like a tossed doll.

Shit. Shit! Alexa's on her feet in a second and moving. Careless! Stupid!

Epistia is already slowly climbing to her feet by the time Alexa arrives, and the look in Epistia's eyes freezes her cold. Of course she's not allowed to have this. Of course she's ruined her chances before they even began. And of course, Epistia's in good with Redana, and now she's doubly screwed. One word to the wise and she's history.

Epistia dusts herself off, rigorously checking herself for injuries before fixing Alexa with another cool, evaluating stare. Of course. That's her right. What was Alexa thinking, she could have been hurt, could have been--

And Epistia gives a single, slow, deliberate wag of her tail.

Mental gears grind abruptly. She can't-- That's not-- Is that allowed? She can just-- 

Epistia turns, tail swiishing, and walks slowly towards one of the training blocks. But just before she turns the corner, she turns to meet Alexa's eyes.

It takes a few seconds for the thoughts to process, but Alexa hesitantly smiles. Because she knows what that look means. It means mischief, it speaks of hope, and right now? It says, "well, aren't you gonna come get me?"

Alexa takes a step, and that's all Isty needs to bolt. 

"You little brat, get back here!" And for a time, the room is full of nothing but whooping, laughter, and the sounds of two idiots chasing each other.