Training

She blinked when he said that it was fine to struggle. That wasn't exactly something she had heard much in her life, and especially directed at her. As he spoke about the cylinder, she watched what he did. That didn't seem too hard.

Alexel formed a cylinder out of dirt below the ground and watched as it slowly made its way over to Silver. Its outline appeared beneath him and she smiled, looking to him for approval.

Alexel nodded and brought the cylinder from the ground. "Like that?" she questioned. When she found herself standing on one too, she blinked, but she dealt with it.

There was a marking, but even so, it was faint and extremely hard to notice. "Soo... now what?" Alexel asked, waiting for more orders on what to do.

Alexel didn't see how that was important, but she looked at both his stone and hers. "Um... yeah..." she said to him. The one of her stone was a lot lighter than the ones on his, but she could still see it clearly.

The fifteen-year-old shook her head. "Not a clue..." Alexel stated. She bit her lip, getting the feeling that she probably should have.