Though not entirely oblivious to the dislike between her aunt and her father, Salvia overlooked these things for the sake of learning. Tlanti knew many things that the girl desired; magic, how to fight. She would learn from her as she would learn from her own parents, and she would prosper. Salvia was smart enough to understand what it meant to play both sides of the fence. Without gaining as much as she could now then as an adult she would never reach the potential she imagined for herself.
Pleased by the thought of learning about the world, Salvia smiled broadly and wagged her fluffy puppy tail. “When I can, will you teach me to fight like you do?” Boxing was a style of fighting she did not understand, but it looked like something useful to learn—something she could use against Salsola’s enemies.
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