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Horus wasn't really into sports, but due to his heritage growing up he constantly had to strive to be good in everything. So here he was on the field working on his traps and cut backs. It was hard with out a partner but he had a bit of a reputation at school of not being the most friendliest, although any one that saw him with his friend Samara would be hard pressed to understand where that rumor came from.
However Samara was busy today so it was just him on the field. Seriously just because he was an elf didn't mean he thought he was entitled to anything. Suddenly his ankle bucked and he hit the ground hard. Great now his pants were going to be scuffed up and his knee was going to start throbbing. Guess that is what he got for not paying attention.

Of course there was a witness to see his fumble. He lightly groaned at the prospect. However it wasn’t as if his classmate had caused the injury and so there was no excuse to turn his agitation on the hybrid. While Horus would admit to being extremely prideful he wasn’t one to take it out on others especially when they didn’t deserve it at all. So he would just suck up his injured pride. Horus took a deep breath before looking up.

“Just a little scrape, I’ll be fine in no time” Horus replied getting back up. “Not my most graceful moment I will admit. Sorry if I worried you at all”. There that was good manners right?

“It’s an ingrained attempt at manners I suppose. I will try not to do so again in the future” Horus responded and then tilted his head to the side. It was true that practicing with someone else would be better in the long run but Horus tended to try to turn everything into a competition. It was practically an unconscious need at this point. However if he didn’t try to play with others then he couldn’t ever cure himself of that tic right?

“Sure wouldn’t hurt” Horus finally spoke up after a few beats of silence, his mind finally made up. “Nice to meet you Alexander, I’m Horus, but most people actually call me Heru.”

“Alex, it’s a pretty cool name.” Horus replied. He was pretty good with names so he didn’t have to worry too much about forgetting it, not that he really thought he was in any danger of forgetting. “Go right ahead with it. I know that Horus is a mouthful.” Names out of the way they finally got into the swing of practicing. Horus watched the movements and in his head compared them to what he had done wrong. He knew how to kick but learning how some one approached basics was always helpful. Everyone always had their own style.
“Not so straight forward and at an angle. I got it” Horus nodded.

Horus stepped up to the ball again, this time much calmer than before. The kick wasn’t perfect but at least he wasn’t falling on his tailbone. He would have to work more on it but he was getting it finally. “thank you for the help. Obviously have to practice more but at least I have a better handle on the kick. I like any sort of game where you can test yourself. Favorite is probably baseball. However tennis isn’t bad” Horus spoke up. Wait this was one of the times that you responded back right? “What’s some of yours?” Yeah okay he needed to work on that more.

Horus nodded along. Alexander seemed to get it, at least why sports where interesting. Horus tried to keep away from them as he knew his competitive drive made him a down right b*****d when he lost. However the need to prove yourself against an opponent, to use your skills always seemed to win out and it helped keep the parents from truly checking in on him. Plus that feeling when you won with your teammates.

“I know there are fallen swimmers and I think the occasional chimera swimmer. If it was easy I don’t think it would be as much fun to win. Then again easy is not to bad with a good friend.” Horus replied. “I think you’ll figure it out”