One of her favorite rooms. The defense room.

Noelle breathed in its familiarity as she stepped into it. Ahhhh. One of her happy places. She carried her bag to its regular corner and dropped it. Next, she pulled her cloak and a variety of other pieces of clothes off until she was in her gear, which she smartly hid under her clothes.

Pulling her hair up, she headed to the mats to stretch and warm up. She should have brought a partner to help train today, but she kinda liked the quiet. She needed it to clear her head.

Noelle started with a stretch.... and a breather.