She was sitting on the grass on the edge of the training field with her legs stretched out at an angle, slim frame folded over her left knee as she held onto the sole of her sneaker. She ran four times a week, and every morning she got up those extra hours early she started her day with a quick breakfast followed by stretching.
<None of your usual companions are coming with you today?
Doesn't look like it, but that's alright.
<Where will you go?>
Pey turned her head so her cheek was resting against her calf, pale eyes leveling on the jungle.
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