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Issue: 874 | 9th day of Hiding, Y21 |
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"A Lesson in Respect
" by fallingdaybreak
Kisatoraneko swung her blade at the training dummy, and it's straw head went flying off in an instant. The baby kougra ran up to another dummy, throwing her sword in the air before leaping upwards, grabbing her sword, and slashing downwards. Within seconds, the dummy split in half, with Kisatoraneko rising up, panting. Her recent training with the Ogrin Master had certainly paid off. Pulling off the leaping move with her blade, though once difficult, was now an easy feat for her.
“Kisatoraneko,” a wise voice spoke behind Kisatoraneko.
Kisatoraneko turned around, and the Ogrin Master stood, having watched the young Kougra's training. Upon spotting the wise Ogrin, Kisatoraneko immediately turned and bowed in respect.
“Master! I apologize, I didn't realize you were watching.”
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