Danger's apprentice

Axelle Napier · 07-16-2011, 02:28 PM

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Let’s say he never learned her real name, and still thinks she’s Anette?

WC: 316

Points: 3

She rummaged around in her den for the right equipment. Her sword, probably a Katana, hung on the wall a safe distance from the floor and a safe distance away from any grabby paws. She couldn’t find what she was originally looking for, and stopped looking for it. She dropped everything else onto her make-shift bed, and grabbed the sword of the wall. It was already in its sheath and belt, as that was what enabled it to hang on the wall. She clipped it to her waist, and left her den.

She heard he could help her; he being Alaki. She anticipated this encounter would be a lot better than the last. She hoped he wouldn’t be sleeping this time, and if he was- she had her own shiny sword, that she didn’t know how to use, to back her up. Axelle trudged up the hill leading toward a meadow that she believed would be a good training area. The sword and it’s belt made it a little harder for her to walk, maybe because she wasn’t used to it.

She was told he would most likely be there at this time of day, too. So, good. Kill two birds with one stone. It took her a good few minutes to reach the ideal spot, but when she neared it, she spotted a black wolf sitting on a rock. That must be him. She walked closer, and before she was in talking distance, she took a deep breathe to calm her nerves. Then she approached, a little cautiously, ”Alaki?” She stood there, with her sword on her waist, thinking she would so much rather have her crossbow on her instead. She was much more capable with that. She eyed the white bird on the ground, picking at things. Then her eyes shifted back toward the injured ebony male. He looked like he was in pain.

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