It's easy to fall when I've fallen for it before ;; Training

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    And you i knew- took up all of me with no apologies

    Many would find it surprising that Calla was actually very committed when something stuck to her. Clan life was something she never found comfortable- always prefered a loner lifestyle- even when she was inside of a clan she tended to do more things when not pressured by her peers. Many didn't think she could do anything- what was a blindfolded cat worth? Beside a possible medic- most would think she were clumsy. It was how she was designed to be, Obscuro played on the whim's of other's mind and Calla found herself doing the same by keeping the blind in place. It was easier to fight when you were drastically underwhelming when first glanced at.


    That being said- she was committed. To routine- to lifestyle- to people. Calla's joining the skulls would not change that- the only thing it did change was that she had other's she could rely on if she saw fir to. She had Sel again- and even if the two of them were still trying to figure out anything between them- Calla still had time. Calla's sixth sense was as strong as it could be, and right now it was telling her something was comming- something soon- so the feline if found was nothing but a blur to others. A flash of cream and tan, maybe a flash of her magic- purple but that was all.


    She was running. Well, lapping was more like, she had set up a small course for herself, one that was not easy even for her- it was challenging, she had to twist around and bend between tree's Jump over long reaching roots that she found there the hard way. There was a target on the far reach of the course that Calla had to hit- either with a blade of her tail- off putting her balance- before she could make another lap. Puffs of air and choked gasps when she reached the target before moving on where heard- and even then calla did her best to stifle thoes. She may not be an assassin- may not be a spy anymore, but she was committed to their lifestyle. She needed to be silent, fast and lethal.

    "Hello!" The marked silvery ferret spoke several minutes before she actually came into view of the new Skull crewmate. Similar to when Ryan had first arrived, she was only hearing rumors flitting around about the feline Sel knew rather personally. But she had been steering clear of Sel in the last few days, and in keeping herself busy out in the jungle or on the beach, she couldn't be more curious about the new face she had yet to meet. "What's your name? Mine's Xylia." She said, tilting her head and halting a few steps away from..whatever the feline was doing. Was it a race? "What are you doing? Can I join you?" Was it target practice? Goodness knew she could use that. She had a dagger, but she didn't practice with it nearly enough.

    Sel had been looking for Calla, and being unable to find her on any of the ships, in the temple, in the tavern or the beach, Sel had headed out to the jungle, eventually coming across the course. Not wanting to interrupt, she'd scaled a tree so that she'd be able to watch. However, when Xylia spoke up, Sel began to descend, landing lightly on the ground, still remaining silent for the time being.
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    Tags (Updated 6/18/17)

    And you i knew- took up all of me with no apologies

    Blinded eyes turned towards the sound, ears perked and all suddenly- she stopped. She was running herself ragged, and she let out a final huff of breath before she forced her breathing even. Even if her heart screamed for oxygen- it could wait. when calla spoke she couldn't let her voice tremble- she just could't even if it was lack of emotion- even there was no reason for her to fear- she still feared- gods she did.


    "Calla Mortem, It's nice to met you Xylia." Calla's voice was a whisper- a hush and she offered a small smile. Tail curling behind her- dusting the leaves away. "I am training actually- if you'd like to join I'd be happy for the company." Being nice was easy for her, talking was fine- in small doses. She was used to being silent- watching other's talk. But she knew how to talk- she had a voice. Too many people scared her though, and it was obviously one of the reasons she had left the main areas in the skulls and retreated to the jungle.


    Speaking of eyes... "You both can." Just because sel was silent- didn't mean that calla couldn't tell she was there. She only offered a smile at the other, smile slightly sharper, a bit of sas never hurt anyone.

    "Pleasure to meet you, Calla!" Xylia said. "And I would like to join, absolutely!" Smiling, she wriggled her haunches and found herself all the more curious about Calla when the feline threw Sel into the mix. Her gaze momentarily darted to Sel in a quick but silent greeting before looking back to Calla for instruction. What else could she train herself to do if she didn't have her dagger with her though? Perhaps tripping up everybody else?

    "Well, if you insist." Sel said, one corner of her mouth twitching up into a half smile. She slipped forward, conjuring one of her knives and holding it with the flat of the blade against her wrist instead of out, ready to stab the ground or whatever she aimed it at, but no mistake should be made - she'd quickly flip it out easily. "Shall we?"
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