Raring to Go
Azure
04-24-2020, 05:13 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-24-2020, 05:13 AM by Malalia.)
Malalia
The raid was coming. The raid was coming, and ever since she'd heard the announcement, she'd been a little off her game. A subtle thing — it was as if someone had shifted the whole world an inch to the left, and here she was, stuck in the same place and grappling with the aftermath of it all. Her blows didn't strike just so, and she couldn't sprint without stumbling, once or twice. With a groan, she collapsed into her bedding, worn out from sheer frustration. Her mind ruminating over the hours passed, over every mistake she'd made, every move that could have been executed better.
It was probably just nerves. Nobody wanted to lose, and not on their first raid either. She closed her eyes, and curled a little more deeply into the furs. You only just started training. You've been working hard and Sirius knows that. The sentiment didn't bring much comfort, though, and she drifted to sleep with a sigh and a furrowed brow.
Today... she'd woken up today with a different sort of buzz going.
She knew it before she'd crawled out of her den, before she moved a short distance away from the communal area, too keyed up to make for the proper training grounds. She began practicing her feints, completing the maneuvers without so much as a puff of hard breathing. For once, her mind was quiet, silently focusing on the thud of her paws against the earth. She couldn't care less if the move was perfect. She just needed to let this energy loose.
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