Fight, Flight, or Gut You Like A Fish?

kung-foo fighting!!

》Y/N pov《

"You want to train me!? Like you guys?" I could feel the excitement coursing through me like blood.

"Yes-" Ayull begins, but then stops. 

He watches me as I bounce on my feet and lightly shake my hands. This is so exciting! I've always wanted to be able to kick ass! And now I have three, attractive, teachers!

'Wait what was that middle part?' 

"It will be difficult, and strenuous, but with us teaching you there will be no failure." Ayull continued once I stood still. "Do you accept?"

I look up at Ayull, his neon eyes are bright and hopeful. However he keeps a stern gaze. I know that if I say "yes" there is no backing out. So with a deep breath…

"I accept." I raise my head high and try to seem as confident as ever. Ignoring the subtle sweat on the bottoms of my feet. 

"Yes!" Bahtoh jumps and pumps his fists in the air. 

"First they need proper clothes, and I just so happen to have found some." Veta claps his hands together.

"You mean you stole them." Bahtoh chided as Veta grabbed some clothes from a nearby crate. 

"Meh." Veta comes back to me with some clothes in hand. "Go ahead and try them on."

I stare down at the clothes in my hands, then up to the three sets of eyes. A blush moves across my face at the thought of being naked in front of all of them. Vigorously shaking my head to clear these thoughts I chuckle a little.

"Would you mind stepping out, or taking me somewhere to change in privacy." I hold the clothes close to my stomach.

"You 'oomans and your modesty." Ayull mutters, "fine we will step out, just let us know when you're done." 

I can't help but notice the disappointed huffs as they left to let me change. I stare down at the clothes before me and wonder… What would they think of me? Of my body?

》Veta pov《

We wait outside the training arena for Y/N to finish changing. Excitement is thick in the air as we stand outside the door.

"Do you think the armor will fit? What if it's uncomfortable? Ooh I can't wait to see." I rock on my feet, babbling about how excited I am. 

"Veta, I am sure the armor is perfect for them. You are an amazing observer, and know more than you think." Bahtoh runs his knuckles along my scars. 

I watch as his eyes trail across my new growing whiskers, and trace the outline of the mark. I guess he's right, my eyes tend to wander. It's gotten me in more trouble than you'd think. 

Just then the door beside us comes open. And the sight beyond is glorious.

》Y/N pov《

The armor Veta has "found" is honestly really comfortable. The soft metal vest keeps my torso straight and protected. The shorts are nice and light, but also soft. Hugging my body in a nice way. The shin-guards feel sturdy, the thick metal making sure of my safety. To top it all off I have a matching bracer,  the soft leather and smooth metal making the whole outfit click. 

"Well, what do you guys think?" I strike a little pose in the armor, "pretty fitting right?" 

For a moment the three sets of eyes stared at me in silence. Then an orchestra of purrs filled my ears. Ayull was the first to come close, crouching in front of me. He wiggles and tightens the armor just like he did when we went to the market.