I ACT LIKE I'M ABOVE! -- Target Practice!

I WANNA BE NOTICED TOO!

kold — female — Pitt — marauder — Hard — Bio

The Marauder was oddly cheerful in her gait, humming a tune as she dragged scarecrow-like figures of dried sticks and cloth to a secluded spot in the desert, close enough to the jungle. Setting them up was a fun challenge, but soon she had three target dummies ready to be zapped or burnt. Her wings fluttered gently, and her fur sparked as she stared at the center dummy.

An image flashed in her mind, a memory long dead, and a powerful bolt of lightning pierced the air from just before her chest. She let out a loud huff and hunched over slightly, and stared at the mark that the lightning bolt had left. A proud smile was on her face as she stared at the sizzling dummy. "Not bad."

#psy.

Nearby, the child of rot had been observing Kold’s target practice activity. Although his interest was piqued in the highest decree, he wasn’t sure whether or not he should disturb the Marauder. They seemed quite busy in their practices, which the purple pup knew meant he could end up getting hurt. So, he opted to stand back and watch.

Rightfully so, because moments later he watched a less than delicate streak of lightning rain onto the dummy, burning it to a crisp. His maw gaped as he stared, blinking heavily.

“Whoa…”