Sun Mote Copse Regular exercise at the gym, three days a week

Heeding her mother's warning, Jaida crawled beneath her protective form and crouched there in fear of the red man. His whole demeanor scared her, the way he looked at Jaida with an almost predatory glint in his eyes. He wanted something of the adolescent but she couldn't yet tell what it was.

Jaida kept silent as her mother warned and questioned the odd zealot, trembling only slightly beneath Mother in fear. When the time came to run, Jaida would be ready.