not quick enough could i have it quicker
Aisha hadn't met the girl who came next, but she looked rather young. She wondered what powers she held, shifter or magic user. She waited to introduce herself, giving the girl a friendly smile for the time being. Then came someone who she'd met many times. More than met, was good friends with. Oliver would be here of course, the man was about as eager as she to learn all that he could.
He did what she had not, introducing himself to the girl nearby. Well she might as well do so now, "Aisha," she called over after he did, as he walked to stand by her side. She leaned into his shoulder, a friendly nudge, "Wouldn't miss it blondie," she replied playfully. Another man soon showed up, Rance, she shot him a little nod of acknowledgment, a jerk up of her head in greeting.
Soon after, Deimos got them started, introducing himself and explaining how the training would go. She shifted her weight, the cat pacing at her core, eager to begin. To boast it's prowess, like she so often had done with a sword. The general addressed her and Rance individually, and at his cue she shifted into the leopard, rosette upon sunglow, a coat upon a keen predator. She glanced to the other man, her partner for this challenge to see what he might become.
Once they were both ready, Deimos began their first task. Birds, all different sized and species, winged adversaries that dove down to them. Her eyes followed the biggest of the bunch, and quickly she barked an order down the attuned bond, "You take the smaller ones." It seemed a fair way to divide and conquer, and so she began. A taloned creature swooped past her ear, and with a snarl the leopardess swung her claws at it, hoping to rattle the bird to the ground.
She would stay on alert, attempting to evade any of the less dangerous beasts, and take down those who threatened.
Aisha asks Rance to take on the smaller birds, and she goes for the bigger ones, trying to evade the pesky ones for now and focus on the ones that could deal more damage.
He did what she had not, introducing himself to the girl nearby. Well she might as well do so now, "Aisha," she called over after he did, as he walked to stand by her side. She leaned into his shoulder, a friendly nudge, "Wouldn't miss it blondie," she replied playfully. Another man soon showed up, Rance, she shot him a little nod of acknowledgment, a jerk up of her head in greeting.
Soon after, Deimos got them started, introducing himself and explaining how the training would go. She shifted her weight, the cat pacing at her core, eager to begin. To boast it's prowess, like she so often had done with a sword. The general addressed her and Rance individually, and at his cue she shifted into the leopard, rosette upon sunglow, a coat upon a keen predator. She glanced to the other man, her partner for this challenge to see what he might become.
Once they were both ready, Deimos began their first task. Birds, all different sized and species, winged adversaries that dove down to them. Her eyes followed the biggest of the bunch, and quickly she barked an order down the attuned bond, "You take the smaller ones." It seemed a fair way to divide and conquer, and so she began. A taloned creature swooped past her ear, and with a snarl the leopardess swung her claws at it, hoping to rattle the bird to the ground.
She would stay on alert, attempting to evade any of the less dangerous beasts, and take down those who threatened.
Aisha asks Rance to take on the smaller birds, and she goes for the bigger ones, trying to evade the pesky ones for now and focus on the ones that could deal more damage.
AISHA
