Mj could feel Theron trying to console her wounded pride and she tried to be grateful, but she really just wanted to be in her emotions at the moment and was pleasantly surprised when the wolf backed off into her subconscious and she sighed in relief, as she approached Dante he was looking down at her with his arms crossed. “I’m sorry” she almost whispered and Dante reached forward and handed her a hair tie. “I’m not... you have spent this entire morning without your security blanket wrapped around your head, I'm proud of you...and I can’t wait to see you in a gold dress.” Mj blushed and snatched the hair tie from Dante before she thrust her hair into a messy bun at the base of her skull.
Mj turned when Moxie and Jay came rushing up to her, “nice job Em, a few more sparring matches like that and you could give the comman
