Dovewing bowed to Hawkfrost as Hawkfrot bowed back. Dovewing was a black belt and so was Hawkfrost. They were training for the finals in a martial arts championship they had. Dovewing prefered to practice in the Star Athletes training center, whose instructors were very kind and helpful, but today Hawkfrost had convinced her to practice at the Dark Forest training center. Which she found scary. THe room they were practicing in was black, with only a few dim lights.
Hawkfrost circled Dovewing grinning slyly. Dovewing stared back eyes narrowed. This is where the drama began.
Hawkfrost felt like he had been circling his opponent for hours. Maybe days. Dovewing stood and circled around him too in defiance. He needed a way to beat her. Fast. Because he was getting bored. He yawned.
"I feel so bad for your sister. She is obviously a idiot. Either that or she's retarded. Or wait, maybe both," he said smirking. Dovewing looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Her eyes shone like she had been hit by Hawkfrost herself, but she didn't feel any physical pain. Instead, she felt emotional pain.
"Retarded, retarded," Hawkfrost chided silently. He boldly tried to jab at her.
"She's not retarded!" Dovewing screamed angry. Her patience bomb had just went off. She kicked him in the stomach with all her anger. You could feel pulses of anger streaming out of her body. Hawkfrost stepped back surprised as Dovewing advanced fists ready to attack.
"Don't you ever call my sister retarded again! She just has Down Syndrome! She can live a totally normal, perfect life! You can't, even though you're physically healthy, because you're mean and sick in the head! You got that jerk?" she accused as she kicked him towards the wall. He landed with an oof. Good thing he had protection on because if not he could have been seriously hurt.
"I think so," Hawkfrost said weakly, barely managing to get up. Dovewing sighed and wordless helped left in silence, her first steps echoing on the wooden floor.