I've embraced the torch passed to me
owned what I've been called to be
There is no ‘tit for tat’ here here, not for family, so Wessex shakes her head and dismisses the idea. “You don’t need to trade things with me. I’ll help whenever you need it. Reciprocity is always nice, but -” shrugging, the General shakes her head. She can’t ask everyone to do what she does.
“How about something a little different first? Give you the basics on something else. Grab that knife to your left right there -” she gestures towards the weapon to his left with a mysterious grin, saying very little. She waits until he picks it up and then continues. “Now I’m going to shift into a panther and I want you to attack me. I’ll defend the whole time. Let’s see how you approach fighting an animal and the unexpected.” After a moment to make sure he comprehends, she shifts, morphing into a sleek, black cat.
“How about something a little different first? Give you the basics on something else. Grab that knife to your left right there -” she gestures towards the weapon to his left with a mysterious grin, saying very little. She waits until he picks it up and then continues. “Now I’m going to shift into a panther and I want you to attack me. I’ll defend the whole time. Let’s see how you approach fighting an animal and the unexpected.” After a moment to make sure he comprehends, she shifts, morphing into a sleek, black cat.
full tilt,
hello destiny
WESSEX
