Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140929032244/@comment-24296957-20151102003719

Amet walked through the open door, his cape fluttering in the wind, the broken moon high in the sky now. He was very tired, to be sure. Training is difficult, but training another being is...something wholey different. He sighed as the familiar sight of Beacon's grand Main Hall entered his view. Yes, this was home indeed. For however long it needed to be.

The hier stopped and waited for Regda to catch pace with him. Once he did, the Kiyng turned to face him, his right hand extended, waiting for the response. The badger took it with his own firm grip.

"Tomorrow, Regda. Same time, same place." With that, the two parted ways and went back to their dorms.

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Amet quietly closed the door behind him - not that it mattered, Roy was still up, waiting. "Where did you trail off to, Amet?" the wolf questioned.

"Regda," the other boy responded in a hushed tone, "I've unlocked his Aura and now we train to make it better. You remember those days, surely."

Roy chuckled quietly, his mask off. "You know, brother...it's nights like these I really miss my pack. Nights I could remain awake and howl at the open sky...but those are the days of old, I suppose."

Amet had unpacked, dressed for bed, and was already in his bunk. Placing his hands behind the pillow, he muttered one last line before leaving Roy for the world of sleep.

"Yes, Roy....I suppose so..."