[Training] Spring Forward, Fall Back

I am my mother's child, I'll love you till my breathing stops
I'll love you till you call the cops on me

Fangorn was immediately embroiled in the game of tag, leaving the other participants to their own devices. As far as new powers, she had half an inclination to simmer and sear into the how; a girl with nothing but her own strength and might, her eyes flickering and following the flow of earthen wares. “Impressive,” she quirked a brow, not bothering to hide her smile. “I have some fire arrows.” At that, her grin grew massive, Cheshire, almost devilish, a tease, a taunt. “And some blunted ones,” she proffered shortly thereafter, though it wouldn’t be as fun or amusing. For close-range she could always utilize her staff. As for what she’d like to work on? “Just my precision.” How much more she could settle into the ground, brace for impact, not shattering, not shuddering, not quaking; yearning to be a complete and utter force to be reckoned with. She didn’t want anything like the blight to slip against or into her blood ever again. M e l i t a But in our darkest hours, I stumbled on a secret power I'll find a way to be without you, babe