The creaking of a chain followed the sound of blows in the gym of the Circle of Creation, as a combat training dummy shook and bounced from flicks of Asp's baton and snap-kicks. She danced around the dummy relentlessly, a constant back and forth of motion, the warrior always seeking to improve their techniques. It was a warm-up, really; something to get the heart pounding and the blood flowing. Maybe she'd work the bag later, but there was definitely some weight training going to happen here.
Arrow ladies weren't all about toning to look good, that was for sure. The body was a Supernal temple, and honing it to a razor's edge honed the warrior-mage within.
Of course, training alone was no way to go. She'd invited Avis out, and figured any other Arrows passing through may want to come join them. Why not?