Get It In Gear, Sec! {Fight Training / Instruction}
12-02-2014, 07:41 PM
Her body had strength back to it. Not her full strength, but more than enough to hold this lesson. Her single remaining orb gleamed with life and a renewed confidence. She had survived. She had endured. Akemi had thought for a time she had been broken but that was not the case. She had been damaged yes, but to break one of her blood? No. She saw now that she could overcome. Her mind became sharper, getting through each trial. Every wolf would die someday... But when that day dared to try come she would meet death with her fangs.
Akemi was born anew.
The spitfire of a fae would move across the prairie with Tiny upon her muzzle as usual. Her adopted son seemed to enjoy the ride, despite the cold. Furry little puff ball didn’t know when to stay at home in a nice warm den. Of course... With an influence like hers there was little wonder the creature was becoming a bit more reckless.
She would come to a stop and once Tiny shifted his position to the top of her head Akemi would let loose a howl of summons. It was time now to show her stuff, and what she knew to the pack. When such a small fae could prove her strength, her knowledge, and hold the rank she desired, surely it would show them all that regardless of how you are built, who you are, you can achieve anything you put your mind to.
{{Ooc:: Spars are not mandatory but if anyone is interested we can do them. Please try to post by the 9th or 10th at the latest as that is when round 2 will begin.}}
Akemi was born anew.
The spitfire of a fae would move across the prairie with Tiny upon her muzzle as usual. Her adopted son seemed to enjoy the ride, despite the cold. Furry little puff ball didn’t know when to stay at home in a nice warm den. Of course... With an influence like hers there was little wonder the creature was becoming a bit more reckless.
She would come to a stop and once Tiny shifted his position to the top of her head Akemi would let loose a howl of summons. It was time now to show her stuff, and what she knew to the pack. When such a small fae could prove her strength, her knowledge, and hold the rank she desired, surely it would show them all that regardless of how you are built, who you are, you can achieve anything you put your mind to.
{{Ooc:: Spars are not mandatory but if anyone is interested we can do them. Please try to post by the 9th or 10th at the latest as that is when round 2 will begin.}}
12-07-2014, 01:55 AM
Walk | Talk | Think
Eirik had been waiting. As a Guard of Secretua, he needed to be on top of his game and stay fit, stay alert, so that he could be ready to defend the place should he find trouble along the border during a patrol or should someone try to break in unannounced. Doing so on his own was a tiresome and boring process, one that usually ended up with him quitting early because of a lack in self-discipline and drive. Fighting was not his calling, no matter how much his father wanted it to be, but without knowing what truly called to him he knew he needed to suck it up and work hard to appease his father's strict orders and expectations. So as soon as he knew there was going to be a training session he was alert and ready.
He had never gone through any formal training before - the few lessons his father had tried to teach him did not in his mind count - and while he was nervous about messing up, about failing and proving himself to be worthless, the pale grey youth was still excited. He knew nothing of what to expect, of how it would be, and he was eager to learn everything that could be taught to him. Even if he did not find it in him to actively go out looking for a means to prove his worth as a Guard, Eirik was still an eager pupil.
No time was wasted after the call for Secretua went up. He set off quickly, for once punctually, and arrived in good time. To his surprise no others had yet arrived, and though it meant he was actually doing something right this time it still made him feel odd. He padded swiftly over to the ragged, petite little wolf who had volunteered for the job, the single mother Akemi who was, as always, joined by her itty bitty friend. Eirik smiled at the both of them, friendly though the fact that he was actually here ready to experience his first proper lesson was making his anxiety slowly rise. "Hi again," he greeted with a nod toward the little wolf and Tiny, stopping nearby and glancing about in nervous anticipation for things to begin.