Before, she had gathered bits and pieces of the rage that plagued Jace. Amekaze was far from understanding it and listened now, nodding subtly now and again. To train to keep it controlled was a wise choice and evidently, it worked decently for him most of the time. He did not appear as a wrathful, frothing beast but through his words she could tell it was not a flawless system. Not yet. I see,
she murmured thoughtfully. And a sensible reason to train,
her muzzle bobbed with the words.
My training was once for war time in the homeland, and my father a lauded strategist in his own right. But, I only learned so much in my time, and as I said, it has been a while since,
she pursed her lips. She had been young. Too young to be as involved in battle as she had been, but such it had been. She had survived anyway and was imbued with the teachings she had kept. I had to focus on other matters when I assumed the life of a loner, but nothing compares.. to the feeling of a battle-readied body,
she sighed. To feel fit, honed and ready to strike, with the utmost of confidence interwoven into her being; she missed it.
We can train together, then. For the Sunspire, for Ferdie, and ourselves.
Amekaze's tail waved and she straightened her stance somewhat then. She had steadily growing confidence in them. With Jace, a large imposing wolf and her, slick and dangerous in her own way, the Sunspire's strength would have a good start between them. A spar, Jace?
she asked with a cant of her head. He towered over her and she was horribly out of practice, but she was curious to see how it would go. She had to start somewhere.
i want to bleed in the 「r a i n」