It was about time that Terra practiced with her dagger. It had been long enough since she'd stolen it that Terra was sure no one would come chasing after her. Stepping outside of the pack she walked along the beach. The water still moved, as if the snow around them was a myth. It was strange, seeing the water not frozen. The water always froze where she came from. They'd had to crack the ice or wait for warm days to drink the water. Otherwise they ate the snow.
Leaning back Terra stood, balancing in her optime position. Swiftly she began her dance. It was clumsy, with a lot of openings in it. Still she practiced, her dagger flicking in and out. Terra did the hidden position Dresden had demonstrated to her many times, working on the speed and efficiency. Her slashes were precise, though there were no defenses. This was what she knew though, and with no one to teach her better Terra could only practice and hope for improvement.
Time passed. Bored with the practice Terra set the dagger aside. She eyed the water, wondering if it was too cold to enter. Deciding against it Terra leaned back and close her eyes. Just for a little while she would rest. Everything would sort itself out eventually. She would just wait for that to happen.
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