Despite the violent nature of her actions Neela found working away at her punching bag surprisingly calming; the routines she went through were old ones engraved into her muscles long ago and required little thinking on her part, allowing her mind to wander. As such she didn’t notice Adelle approaching until the large adolescent spoke, her voice startling Neela out of her half-trance.
"Hello Adele, I see you finally got your fur dry." Neela said, turning round and greeting the younger girl with a smile, her tail wagging behind her reinforcing her feelings. Neela hadn’t really interacted with Adelle much but going fishing with her a few days ago had been fun, if unfruitful, and she was glad to have another chance to talk to the younger hybrid. "Oh, this? Its just a leather bag filled with sand. Nothing particularly exciting, useful for training though." Neela turned back to the punching bag to demonstrate, sending a series of purposely hard kicks and punches at it , "You can hit it harder than solid stuff without hurting yourself, would you like a go?"
Neela stepped aside as she made the offer, stepping back to give Adelle plenty of room around the bag; with Adelle being as big as she was it would only take one accidental blow for Neela to be injured if she was hit in the wrong place, something she had no desire for.
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