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 Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2014 10:41 am
 The hunt had been a good one as far as Isra was concerned, completed with the quick efficiency of wolves who knew their jobs and knew it well. It was nice to be done with her duties so quickly, sometimes the hunt was long and tiresome, taking up all of the dark hours that she so reveled in, the time of day that she was free to do and go wherever she liked without feeling like a burden to whichever male was tasked with watching over her during the daylight hours.
In truth Isra tended to avoid moving around in the day as much as possible, she found it awkward to make small talk with her escorts and rude not to try - a loose loose situation if ever she had heard of one..but at night, at night she was free to do whatever she wanted as long as the hunt was complete and Isra lived for these few brief hours of lazy, carefree safety with the sun still safety tucked away and the dangers of drawing it's attention hidden by shadow. Tongue lolling out of her mouth the happy female, wasn't paying much attention to where she was going, playfully pouncing on nightbugs like some uncouth pup - whatever it was late, surely there was no one still awake and wandering about out here at this hour and she was in a good mood why bother hiding it?
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2014 2:15 pm
 It had been a long day, very long, stressful and tiring, yet Ezra didn't have the will to sleep. As per usual, at this hour he was wide awake and prepared to begin his training. There was nothing like rigorous exercise and thoughtful maneuvers to prepare one for sleep, at least that was Ezra's way of thinking.
Night offered the most peace, most of the other warriors (the ones that typically required his presence) retired early in the evening. Dusk to sometimes late in the middle of the night was the time Ezra spent alone. It was precious to him, unlike sleep. He'd learned by now that one only needed small amounts of it to function properly. Ezra didn't need much sleep, he was always quite functional even on only a few hours. The rare time he'd exhaust himself in his training and sleep until midday but this was rare, and nobody really disturbed him when he did so.
Tonight Ezra was working on blocking, so after moving through the movements in his head he began following with his body. The dance was almost majestic, the movements planned, practiced. Ezra knew real battle was nothing like this, but it kept him in shape and kept his mind active, focused on his task.
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2014 5:06 am
A flash of motion, hardly seen in the darkness caught Isra's attention as she padded along, indeed if it wasn't for pale stripes on his hide, flashing in the moonlight as he moved Isra might have missed the practicing wolf all together. A flash of panic rattled through her, had he seen her? Spotted how foolishly juvenile she had been acting?...but no, the longer she watched him the more Isra became assured that her secret was safe, the male seemed far to involved in his own movements to have seen anything she might have been up to.
She had seen enough warriors train to know that he was doing something similar, but this was far removed from the controlled sparring and drills that were typically practiced. Just what was he doing? Curiosity and perhaps some admiration drew her ever so much closer, silently edging nearer and nearer as she watched...and really watching couldn't be helped in all honesty, his movements were swift and sure and graceful and as attention grabbing as anything done with such precision was. If she got much closer he would likely notice her but...maybe just one more step, just a little closer. Perhaps she could learn something.
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