[Training] tomorrow there'll be more of us

WESSEX out of the night that covers me Cubs grow into lions, squeaks into roars, and pinprick attempts into needle-sharp claws, if given the time and attention. Mabel’s request is met with a slow, feral smile that spreads across the Wraith’s face like an oil slick. Oh, she is proud of her already, of her continued grappling with the world. Some flourish in a minute like her sister, and others like the two of them must fight for everything they’ve got. “I’d love to,” she fairly purrs in return, most of her previous ‘not okay-ness’ left behind. Wasting no time, the older woman has her shadow discard the snake, an idea forming. “Let’s see how you move.” No threat there, just starting at the basics as she’s done with others. Only this time… it’s time to add a little twist, perhaps because she is Ascended. Their greatest strength is how they move in the dark. Wessex and her shadow bend down to gather some glow stones, taking little care to which ones the grab. She then moves a fair distance back and says, “Either catch or dodge these.” The glow stones won’t come with any particular strength, not that they would hurt if they strike Mabel anyway, but they will come staggered and bright, from two different sources, lobbed at her when it seems she’s either dodged or caught the previous stone. They throw eight in total, without expectation or comment. black as the pit from pole to pole i thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul