The breeze was gently blowing, birds chirping inside of a nest somewhere nearby. It was a lovely warm winter day on the isle. Even the sun was shining and wonderfully amusing waves were lapping at the beaches. Somewhere in this wonderful world of good weather, there was a blue white angel with golden eyes practicing with his guardian given abilities.
Harveer sighed, he'd needed this practice for far too long now. He'd been putting it off for other things, though he couldn't remember what was more important than this. Surely his other training had been done often enough it was manageable, and he shouldn't have been in classes long enough to stall him. Was he out looking at those horrid abominations again?
