Sapphire tails tossed proudly as Riscenity swivelled in her spot, a toned arm flicking out from her side in a blaze of speed. From her outstretched hand flew a blur of metallic grey, spinning frivolously in the day’s light until collision with a wooden post put a stop to its flight.

Thwack!

Moments slipped by after the dry thud depleted from hearing, leaving Riscenity to critically analyse her throw. At a distance she stood, head held oblique in what some could mistake as curiosity, liquid-deep eyes unmoving.

In naturally long strides, Riscenity crossed the range she had set and reached at the face of the panel that held the burden of her dagger, as well as a healthy split running down its grain. Curling ivory fingers around the hilt, Riscenity nudged her firmly rooted weapon out with the aid of a twist like one would with an arrow shaft.
Then almost absently, the gerudo’s wrist flicked her hand around in a crescent motion, sending her weapon a foot or so airborne. Another swipe of the arm saw the dagger bagged out from the air and one against in the possession of the girl’s grips. Pivoting, Riscenity readied to rehearse once more when movement trapped her attention.