A breath of fresh air

All excuses, in her mind. Though she couldn't be too harsh on Naiome--she had most definitely been raised far away from the world of toil and strife. "Your father did you a great disservice," she said pointedly, her tone flat. "It matters not to me what you can and cannot do yet, My Lady. This is to see what your current skill set is so that I may figure out where to begin." The dragoness dug her front claws into the ground as she spoke, sheathing and unsheathing them over and ever again like a cat kneading dirt.

"It matters little to me how good you are or aren't. What matters to me is judging your current skills so I best know how to teach you." Aolani tilted her head in one direction, looking keenly at the other dragon. "Physical strength is just as important as magical, My Lady. What would you do if you came across an opponent who could counter your magic? A keen body is equally important to a magic user for stamina and focus..." Her body tightened, eyes fixed on Naiome in an unnerving manner.

"Forgive me, My Lady..." She paused for a moment before uncoiling and striking out towards the blue dragoness with frightening speed, claws at the front and ready to pounce. "But if you won't come to me, than I shall come to you!" With her pounce acting as a decoy, Aolani swung around with the rest of her body, aiming to kick Naiome in the side with her back feet.