Rean grabbed a practice lance, and swung herself onto her warhorse, turning and cantering him back to the start of the line. Adjusting until she was into place, she glared down at the willow ring at the end of the run. Tapping Kenshir's sides lightly with her boots, and said, "Charge." He leapt forward, his shoulder and hindquarter muscles bunching and releasing. Sweeping into position, she levelled her arm with the loop, and held the lance steady. Hitting it dead on, she grinned, and patted Kenshir's side, jumping down from his side. Looking up at him, she said in her light voice, "That was a good one! We're getting better, I think." She murmered, petting his nose. Kenshir snorted, and pranced in place. Smiling, she said, "I need someone to practice swords with." Sighing slightly, she looked around.

Cynric had been watching the girl practice. He smiled as he remembered his first days in training. He had watched her and he noticed some bad habits but he would leave those to the instructers. He walked over to her and threw her a practice sword made of wood. "Lass come and spar with me. I can give you some pointers if you want." he said and he then introduced himself as Cynric Darnell. He did not state his widespread name because he wanted to dissapear. He looked at her and spoke. "Will you spar or just stand and look at that piece of wood?" he asked and smiled getting into a defensive position. He had been trying to get in better moods of sarcasm and that was his goal. To mellow out.

Rean grinned, and said, "I'm Rean of Laraes." She skipped the curtsy, and grabbed the wooden sword. Slipping into a fighting stance, she waited for his move, saying, "I would love some pointers." She replied flippantly, and then said, "I need to get better before I'm a knight, or else I'll just get run through." She smiled, and drawled, "And what a tragety that would be." She decided not to wait for an attack, and sent an upswinging left crescent his way.

Cynric smiled. "Yes that would be a tragedy." he said and spun to her left. And tapped his sword on the back of her neck. "Always use force, but make sure you move with your legs and feet. Not to mention your body." he said in a voice with no emotion. He came about and waited for her to get ready. "My turn" he said and thrusted at her chest, not waiting for anything he took it away made it one entire swipe downwards.

Natalia Baynes walked up quietly and stood watching the two fighters. She paused, not wanting to disturb them but decided chances of them noticing her was very slim. She walked forward her soft soled boots making no noise. A beautiful black horse meet her gaze. She walked up to him. "Well who do we have here?" she murmered quietly. Kenshir. I'm Rean of Laraes' horse. Was the silent answer. Looking the horse over, she saw he was well cared for. Smilling she returned to Kenshir's head. Stroking him softly she returned her gaze to the two practicing. Snorting Kenshir muttered to no one in particular, They always find something more interesting than us. -You are quite interesting good Kenshir.- Natalia said with mind speech. She focused on the sword movements they were doing. This was the way she had to learn. By watching others. No one would teach a commoner girl how to use a sword. Not that ever stopped her before.

Rean growled at Cynric, and then fell back, her hair whipping around her face, shoulders, and eyes. "Why do I keep losing?" She asked him, curious. He hit her almost every time, and she was not a bad fighter. Panting, she stared up at him. He was very good. She saw a girl out of the corner of her eye standing next to Kenshir and watching them fight.

She said to Cynric, "A moment?" And quickly turned to look at the girl her exceptional gelding was excited to see. As long as the girl wasn't hurting him, Rean was fine with this. She met the girls eyes evenly.

Kenshir huffed as his lady looked at them. Nudging Natallia, he said in mind speech, 'She's very kind. If you need fighting help, she might help you. I can tell you're nice. Don't mind my lady's wit. She is kind at heart.'

Assessing that the girl was no harm to Kenshir by his calm look, she turned back to Cynric. "Thank you for being patient. Care to tell me how I keep losing?" She asked, flipping her hair off her shoulders.

Cynric smiled as she assesed the stable hand next to her horse. He waited for her to guve her attention back to him before he answered her question. He smiled as he watched her. He looked young for his age. He smiled as she turned and reasked her question. "Thank you for being patient. Care to tell me how I keep losing?" She asked, flipping her hair off her shoulders. He smiled again. "You keep losing because you think of strength. Think of speed and agility also and you will get better." he then walked off to leave them be.

Rean let out a laugh, and then turned to the girl next to Kenshir. She walked over, and said, "Hi, I'm Rean of Laraes." She grinned as Kenshir whickered at her. "Kenshir likes you." Rean stated, patting his nose, and giving him a sugar cube from her pocket. "What's your name?" She asked the girl.

Kenshir said to Natalia, 'I like sugar cubes.' As if it were a hint for later.

Laughing she answered, "I'm Natalia Baynes. Yes Kenshir is a good horse. He likes you too." She patted the gelding on his neck. -Sugar cubes? Got it.- Laughing again. "You fight well. He just has more experience thats all." She looked wistfully over at the practice swords.She hadn't had a good sword since her old home. "Would you like me to take him into the stables for you?" Looking over the girl she decided to add one more thing, "I have wild magic so he is safe with me." she whispered. Would she take her as a freak? Natalia despertly wanted friends in this new strange place.

Rean thought this over. It didn't seem like a bad thing. It was actually pretty cool. "Well, I usually see to him myself, but if you'd like to do it, I won't begrudge you." She grinned. "He looks comfortable with you, anyway." Tieing up her hair swiftly so it hung over her shoulders in its waves, she said, "I'll go there with you. It's on the way to my room, anyway. She grinned, "He was pretty good." Remembering the longing look in Natalia's eyes, Rean said without thinking, "Do you spar?" She almost regretted asking. What if Natalia was offended? She looked at her, and rambled on, "I could teach you some stuff. I really need a sparring partner." She finally stopped. "Sorry. I... get carried away." She explained, laughing a bit.

Kenshir snorted. 'Understatement.' He looked at Natalia pointedly.

Natalia looked into her horses eyes. What should she do...? The squire seemed to accept her for who she was even with her Wild Magic. She wondered if this girl was anything like the others. She looked over with longing at the practice swords. Smiling abit she still wondered. Would Rean laugh at her if she couldn't remember some of the moves? She hadn't held a sword in so long. Natalia found herself watching in shock as she found her mouth saying, "Sure I'd love to!" Mentally kicking herself she realized her body now had to cooperate with her mouth. She patted Kenshir for good luck and said "Shall we?"

Rean grinned, "Great!" She walked into the practice court again, and tossed the othe rpractice sword in a slow arc at Natalia. She asked in a friendly way, "Have you ever doen this before?" She looked at the other girl, and then grinned, pulling back her hair into a ponytail. Getting intot eh guard position, she waited for Natalia to answer and do the same.

Kenshir clip clopped over to the other side, starting to gaze in the grass next to the courts.

Catching the sword with one hand and flipping it around her hand, having it end up in attack position, she grinned broadly and said "A little bit." Smirking she thought of all the 'little times' she had done this. She had somehow been lukcy and befriended the best swordsman in the village. He had been the leader of their small malitia. He had taught her a lot saying she was gifted with not only horses but the sword too. She twirled the sword once more the memories of its use flooding back...