[PRP] Social Training (Iyari & Qui)

[kuumeii]

Jump.

Parry.

Jump.

Thrust.

FASTER!

Jump.

Twist.

Counter.

NOT FAST ENOUGH!

Sweat beads rolled down her face gently as she thrust a practice spear into the heart of a misshapen target. It was warm in the tower, or maybe she had been working too hard. Either way the mare found herself in the War training area, again. She'd grown accustomed to it, the smell of sweat and dirt and the feel of the different weapons in her calloused hands.

Like a little piece of home.

Though, this felt different to her now after being here so long. Her eyes slowly moved to people nearby, talking with each other and laughing. It'd been a long while since she'd spoken to anyone, but she turned back, pulling the spear clear from the shape and moving back for another spar against the lifeless dummy. It made her feel better and eased that awkward part about her. Though internally she longed to have a training partner at the least. The dummies could only do so much after all.

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[musicaloner7]

kuumeii

The day was boring and monotonous as any other for the stallion. He'd carried out his usual exercises in the woods, secretly hoping the boil he'd grown fond of would show up... but also part of him not wanting him to... emotions were weird and cumbersome, Qui had come to realize. They just slowed him down to nearly a complete hault. It was as if he'd made no progress since the devastation of his home...

So back he trudged to the small slice of home he now shared with other horsemen. His molten gaze slid to those who seemed to be bonded and happy, hardly able to even remember a time he'd been like that. He used to be such a lively war horseman....

Prepared to mope back to his nest and do more of nothing, he gave pause when he noticed a somewhat familiar figure. They were practicing fervently some spear attacks, piquing his interest. He was more of a dagger man himself, but he could respect the arts of the spear too. More intrigued by the actual weapon work itself, he meandered over for a closer look, arms crossing as he observed.

"Nice spear work." He commented idly as he witnessed the executed movements.