MAEA
Well, it was true. She rarely saw anyone up this early either. But Maea too was a farmer, accustomed to early mornings and late nights. It was a habit she had kept up with even after selling the farm; long runs and training exercises had replaced the herding of sheep and tilling of fields, while study and work for the Loreseekers kept her up. It was all replaced by a different kind of study now, but she was still a hard worker. Zariah would find nothing to complain about when it came to Maea's diligence or attention; she was there to learn, not play.
Turning her head towards Loren as he first sat down only to bolt back up again, she considered his silent invitation, the gesture to come at him. He had offered to train her, and this was as good an opportunity as any... She unfolded her legs and stood, turning towards her; the bare feet and the loose hair made her look quite small and childlike in the snow, like some ice elemental come to play.
"I hope you don't intend to go easy on me," she said, eyes narrowing. "Because if you do, there will be no point in this."
Her feet slid apart, taking a wider stance. Quite without warning a barrage of ice shot up from the ground beneath Loren, about ten spears with jagged razor points that jabbed at him from odd angles. A slight grin appeared on her lips, a shine to her eyes that was almost bloodthirsty. Loren had beat Sunjata in a fight; he was apparently quite a bit stronger than he looked. She wanted to know how strong.
Turning her head towards Loren as he first sat down only to bolt back up again, she considered his silent invitation, the gesture to come at him. He had offered to train her, and this was as good an opportunity as any... She unfolded her legs and stood, turning towards her; the bare feet and the loose hair made her look quite small and childlike in the snow, like some ice elemental come to play.
"I hope you don't intend to go easy on me," she said, eyes narrowing. "Because if you do, there will be no point in this."
Her feet slid apart, taking a wider stance. Quite without warning a barrage of ice shot up from the ground beneath Loren, about ten spears with jagged razor points that jabbed at him from odd angles. A slight grin appeared on her lips, a shine to her eyes that was almost bloodthirsty. Loren had beat Sunjata in a fight; he was apparently quite a bit stronger than he looked. She wanted to know how strong.
Light is easy to love
Show me your darkness
Show me your darkness
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
