i sailed seas of emotion to wander a forest of scars
i am a dance of light and darkness
Sparring. It seems like such a distant, unlikely idea, yet Amalia knows that Amun is right: she has to improve her strength. Though she has recovered enough to stand - briefly - there is a long, long way to go.
So when the Ascended invited her out to train she reluctantly, cautiously agreed. Now she hovers before him in feathers, catching invisible currents of air and circling around him with outstretched wings. She may not be great on her feet right now, but her arms are powerful and her body is swift. Time to see how well he can dodge.
With a sharp cry of warning the girl drops down, aiming directly toward Amun's head.
So when the Ascended invited her out to train she reluctantly, cautiously agreed. Now she hovers before him in feathers, catching invisible currents of air and circling around him with outstretched wings. She may not be great on her feet right now, but her arms are powerful and her body is swift. Time to see how well he can dodge.
With a sharp cry of warning the girl drops down, aiming directly toward Amun's head.
a galaxy of shadows and stars
Amalia
