HARPER
Training is no foreign notion to Harper. Especially starting with someone so fresh-faced and untested. When he wakes that morning he walks through the clinic and, upon seeing Phoebe, asks for her to clear the noon hour for the start of their training, and to meet him in the empty streets of the Sanctuary. There's no need for anything special for their introductory lessons. Phoebe is just as likely to be attacked on the streets as she is in the nearby forests, and the flat, packed down earth provides freer movement than the tangled, dying foliage of the Glade.
Harper stands in the middle of it all, wearing a simple t-shirt and joggers as he warms up idly, swinging his arms and going through some stretches to loosen up his muscles as he waits for his partner to arrive. Already he has an idea of what he'd like to teach her, but first he'll have to assess her current skill level. Mind already deep in the process of training steps, Harper tils his face to the weak autumn sunlight and patiently awaits Phoebe's arrival.
Harper stands in the middle of it all, wearing a simple t-shirt and joggers as he warms up idly, swinging his arms and going through some stretches to loosen up his muscles as he waits for his partner to arrive. Already he has an idea of what he'd like to teach her, but first he'll have to assess her current skill level. Mind already deep in the process of training steps, Harper tils his face to the weak autumn sunlight and patiently awaits Phoebe's arrival.
can you protect me from what i want?
the love i let in, it left me so lost
the love i let in, it left me so lost
