BALLERINAS IN THE DARK + children fighting club

The last time weekly tasks were handed out, Noor made damn sure that she was given one as well. Armed with a stern voice and steel-splitting stare, the cross fox leered into the dead centre of Gael's stupid eyes and demanded a task. And boy oh boy did Gael deliver. A sparring session, he stated, solely meant for the youth population of the Pitt. The task excited her immensely, for what the adults saw as 'harmless, contained combat', Noor saw as 'legal bullying'. Finally, her worst enemies would feel the brunt of her pent up resentment, and she wouldn't even face a punishment for it. Oh, she anticipated sinking her fangs into Aine's torso, and the thought of slamming Mercede's skull into the ground below coerced her body to break into a storm of hysterical shivers.

She'd gone around the camp, in pursuit of anyone that appeared to be physically adolescent, and informed them of the scheduled session. The vulpine made sure to use words that would persuade her listeners into attending, such as 'painless' and 'unthreatening' - even though she planned her fight club to be the total opposite of how she described it.

"Attention, attendees!" she howls, once her guests began showing up, "I hum... (she struggles with her wording) humbly welcome everyone to my very safe fighting session! And don't worry, it's very safe!" Hopefully, by making it incredibly clear that this activity was awfully safe, Noor hid the fact that this activity wasn't awfully safe. "The sparring will start once everybody is all shown up, and stuff! So for now, just settle in, sit down, and wait."