Jaxom flipped through the pages tacked to his clipboard, pausing briefly to skim one with a thoughtful frown. Anoki, Ibex. Today's lesson shouldn't be much of a challenge. Indeed, it was one that had taken a bit less effort to plan out, and one that should go well, with the boy's past record and skills.

Tossing the clipboard aside onto a pile of thick gymnasium cushions he had set up, Jaxom went about making some final adjustments to the rock-wall setup he had arranged. Nearby, a black cat rested on one of the cushions, narrowed green eyes watching the doorway in anticipation of the student's arrival.