...She'd just been volunteered to spar, hadn't she. What the hell was going on? Help? Did this have something to do with that mission?

Katsuko eyed Tsume when the Inuzuka woman flinched at her familiar's suggestion. Now that Tsume's hair was flipped back, Katsuko was able to see the missing patch of ear and the unnatural paleness of her dusky skin. Uh oh. Was Tsume even up for a spar?

Biting back the first excuse to avoid the spar that came to mind--every ninja had their pride, damnit, and Tsume knew what was best for her and her familiar--Katsuko settled for a noncommittal shrug and a grunt. "S'fine with me," she drawled nonchalantly. "If you two are up for it?"