[P] Practice Makes Perfect
Farina
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OOC: Yeah... it's short... I have been doing many short ones lately. If you need more to work on please let me know I'll think of something. :). He is also in Lupine form :) +200

Tyris was keeping himself busy lately. He was either hunting for the pack or finding something to get into. Today, he was exercising… or his thoughts of exercise, which was to keep himself limber for any impromptu hunting expedition. That consisted mostly of running and stretching out his limbs. Mostly running, where he would race himself in short distance races. He couldn’t really time himself, but guess that he had been quicker than the last time, or slower. He was just on the outskirts of Jordheim. He was racing from one stretch to another as quickly as his wolf legs could go.

In lupine he was always faster and it was in which he hunted most, though he sometimes used his bulkier, though slower, secui form for larger animals. He loved the way his legs felt as he dashed from one spot to the next and it showed in his face. His tongue lolled out and his tail would have wagged, though it was being used as a sort of balance rudder to keep him on his toes. Tyris loved the outdoors and running and only spent his days inside if the rain outside was too cold or it really was too cold itself, though Tyris only met a few of those days… even though he was still quite young.



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Farina watched Tyris a time, unnoticed.


For many moons the two had been packmates yet knew nothing of each other, and it was this realization that stopped the Araedi Rikr in her tracks and mid-hunt. How was it she ranked comparatively high among her viking brethren, yet called so few of them anything more than acquaintances?


She thought to blame it on Palaydrian and the tendencies of her children following along in her Vald footsteps, but neither did Farina acquaintance herself well with Taro, a fellow Araedi. Perhaps her packmates thought her frightening or unsociable — it would not be the first time she heard such accusation. Perhaps she boasted little presence, whether physically or otherwise, easily outshadowed by her mother's former career as Sannindi or her sister's present reputation as leader. Perhaps she carried herself wrong.


Farina worried for it, but did not dwell. A grunt dismissing her thoughts, the wolfdog shook her four-legged secui pelt as if to quell the anxieties away like water, and in the next moment pounded the dirt beside Tyris in eagerness to defeat as a faster combatant.


She could have shifted to the lighter, faster of her four-legged forms. She did not. She raced beside him in a form of less stamina and speed but greater power, that which felt the most natural, that which she was determined to outrun him against the odds and through sheer determination alone.


Her grin was clear evidence.

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OOC: Go Tyris Go! Lol +200

The running was great exercise. It helped him keep his stamina, endurance, and made him stronger the more he pushed himself. He loved pushing himself. If he wasn’t racing a rabbit, squirrel or deer, he was racing himself, seeing if he could make it faster, better, more efficient. He was about to find out he had himself a challange.

He was starting to slow a little when he saw a shape run up beside him. The figure of an aquaintence, though he knew she had lived in Vinatta her whole life. She was grinning, in her larger than average form and was pulling ahead of Tyris before he noticed it was he who she was racing and he picked his pace up more and more. He barked a warning, one letting her know she had no chance, though he had been running, the burst of adrenaline made him catch up and his feet moved quick, though he wasn’t sure if he could make it, he had already been running for several minutes back and forth, but he was determined not to lose!



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Farina sneered against the bark of competition Tyris delivered and snorted, her pounding steps unyielding and kicking up what of the soil was not yet frozen in place.


The Kurosoul doubled his efforts and took the lead, even despite the time he had spent running before she entered the competition. A sore loser, the vin Haki's smile faded into a stark look of determination, jaws parted to allow for heaving breaths as her claws thundered harder against the dirt. She had not jumped in only to lose, after all.


But the odds were against her, and she was falling behind.


With a grunt and a snort, Farina slowed to a skip and finally a stride, cursing once loudly but looking after Tyris with a guilty smirk and shaking her head. Between breaths she said, "I could beat you - in any other competition, - I swear."

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Tyris’s own breath was growing almost too fast for him, his tongue was out as long as it could go and his lungs were on fire. His heart too pounded against his chest faster than the four paws beneath, which thundered through the grassy land. He did his best to keep from tripping, slipping and stopping altogether. He too was competative, and it seemed he was winning more than losing, though she had caught up pretty quickly.

He slowed when she spoke and he came trotting back, not wanting to stop entirely. It was a natural instinct, that he should never just stop after such a vigerous run and he was smiling. It was triumphant but it was not gloating, though he was sure to gloat now and again, she had put up a really good fight and in her Secui form as well. “Any?” He asked with a playful grin, though his tongue lolling from the side of his mouth made him look quite rediculous; “Let me... catch my breath and see... just... how good you ...really are then.” His breaths were slowing down, though too slowly for his taste but he wasn’t going to overexert himself and give her the advantage of beating him in something.



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