Lone Wolf || Tyrion Lannister

Chapter Thirty Nine

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Anari found Arya practicing in the courtyard. Anari paused for a moment, smiling faintly when she saw that Arya was using the water dancing they were taught. "Are you still quick as a snake?" Anari couldn't help but call. Arya paused before she turned to look at her.

"Are you still as quiet as a cat?" Arya asked in return, a faint smirk on her lips. Anari mirrored it before she shrugged.

"Bet I'm still faster than you," Anari replied, which got an amused huff from Arya. "I originally came to find you to talk, but before that, how about we see what we've learned."

"You want to spar with me?" Arya questioned. Anari smirked in return. "Alright." She agreed. Anari removed her cloak so she could move better, as well as her gloves so her hands didn't stiffen because of the thick material. They were both dressed similarly, Anari noted

Both in black, and both in modified boys clothing, Sansa was the one who wore the dresses. Anari only wore them to keep others from thinking she was nothing more than a noblewoman. But now, Anari didn't feel the need to hide anymore.

What good would that do, now, anyway? Both of them recognized one another's swords as they circled each other, Needle and Valkyrie their gifts from Jon. They both assess one another, thinking of what would be the best way to strike. In a blink of an eye, both girls moved forward, though Anari dodged Arya's strike with practiced ease.

Anari always attacked with her water dancing first, wanting to wear out her opponent as they tried to catch her. When Arya told her that she had trained heavily in Braavos, Anari knew that she didn't have to hold back. They were a good match, twisting and turning in a deadly dance. Neither of them hit the other with the sharp parts of their swords, but they each made contact a few times.

In order to get the upper hand, Anari used some of the techniques that Bronn and Jaime taught her. She allowed Arya in close before she caught Needle and spun behind her, hitting Arya in the back lightly with the pommel of her sword. Arya regained her balance and turned around, a slightly bewildered look on her face. "Where'd you learn that?" Arya asked as she went in for another strike.

Anari dodged and parried the blows. "You're not the only one who got more training," Anari replied. For now, Anari wasn't going to tell anyone that she had been trained by Jaime. She didn't want anyone to get the wrong idea.

Arya narrowed her eyes before she fainted an attack to leave Anari open. The older girl fell for it, which allowed Arya to kick her to the ground. Anari landed and caught her breath for a moment. Her competitive nature spiked and before she knew it, Anari was rolling over and onto her feet, Anari stood in a low crouch with a wicked grin on her face.

Arya matched her grin with one of her own. The sisters were well matched against each other. Those who were in the courtyard watched the two spar, as it was quite the show. Idan, who had planned on bringing the children to the kennels to visit the wolves, was impressed as the sisters moved.

Mykal watched his mother with pride as she sparred. It was clear that the girls were skilled when it came to a fight. When they were finished, it was a draw.

Arya had flipped Valkyrie out of Anari's hand, so the older girl switched to her dagger. Once Anari caught Needle, she twisted in a way that forced Arya to drop her sword. They were both fighting with daggers at that point before they performed a similar move, their daggers in areas which would be considered a killing strike.

Arya had her dagger on Anari's neck, and Anari had hers over Arya's stomach. They smiled as they panted softly before they sheathed their daggers. They also picked up their swords and sheathed those as well. Anari turned and walked over to her sister before bringing her into a tight embrace.