woo! set july 30The female, ever since the incident with Nathaniel and being a sole leader, had been practicing with her knife - she was already learned in the skill of battling with her faithful dagger, but extra practice never hurt, and it was improving her physique as well. Wordlessly, she battled with an unseen enemy in the midst of the Cercatori forest, dodging imaginary attacks and twisting her knife in midair, pretending that her foe was also armed - and a threat.
Her blade was shining in the dappled sun that filtered through the trees; she had taken to sharpening it on soft rocks and then polishing the blade so that it gleamed - it was not the best maintenance that her dagger could receive, but it was better than it had been in a long time. She felt that the dagger was an extension of her arm rather than a weapon she held - twisting it and turning herself in the air, she felt that she was dancing a complicated dance, one that meant the difference between life and death.
The Collins woman had always had a slim figure, and it worked to her advantage - rather than bulging muscles, her own were lean and stringy so that she could maneuver more quickly in the air, landing blows to opponents before they had a chance to retaliate, and then dancing away again on nimble feet. She practiced these moves silently, knowing that with a mixture of agility and silence, she could be - and was - quite the formidable opponent.
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