@"Saryn"
Milk was training, that was obvious. Though, the way she was training would make most normal people weak at the knees. She was running back and forth in one of the large clearings of the forbidden forest. With a log on her back. She had knocked down one of the large trees and broke it down until it was about twice her height. It was good endurance training, if nothing else.
She was midway through a run when she heard something crack. She stopped in the middle of the field, and glanced around. She heard another crack, and finally saw the cause of the sound. Something was running through the forest, knocking down trees. It was getting closer and closer to her clearing. The fighter dropped her log and took a stance.
She patiently waited for whatever it was that was getting closer.
Milk was training, that was obvious. Though, the way she was training would make most normal people weak at the knees. She was running back and forth in one of the large clearings of the forbidden forest. With a log on her back. She had knocked down one of the large trees and broke it down until it was about twice her height. It was good endurance training, if nothing else.
She was midway through a run when she heard something crack. She stopped in the middle of the field, and glanced around. She heard another crack, and finally saw the cause of the sound. Something was running through the forest, knocking down trees. It was getting closer and closer to her clearing. The fighter dropped her log and took a stance.
She patiently waited for whatever it was that was getting closer.