Post by Deleted on Aug 3, 2013 3:37:59 GMT -5
Fox was sprinting through the city of Beacon Hills, wearing jeans, a regular tee and a black zip up hoodie. Running through the peaceful night seem to give Fox a buzz that cleared his head and thoughts. To be honest running wasn't his favorite thing to do but when he realized it cleared his head, he began to enjoy running a tiny bit more, though he still hates running. It was a full moon out and was bright as ever, shinning down on the streets creating a path of light. Fox only needed the moon to watch where he was traveling because of the brightness shinning down on him.
Fox had been wrapped in school work and had no time to practice his magic and so he thought middle of the night, why not practice in the woods. What was the worst thing that could happen? Fox made a few right turns and left turns on streets and soon found himself on a path that lead him into the dark forest. A cool breeze brushed passed him as he felt the wind graze his face. Fox enjoyed the cold weather, he thought it was better to be cold then hot because you can always warm up when your cold. Smiling he took the straight path ahead of him and began to stare at tall trees surrounding him. "Peace and quite." Fox spoke to himself as he caught his breath and walked toward a broken tree that was laying on the ground. It seem Fox found a center point of the woods or one of the center parts of the woods because he was now in an opening space where he could practice his magic and not hit anything in his way. If he really wanted to he could take out a few trees but they were still almost 50 feet away from him.
"What to work on today....fire...then water....then earth.....then wind. Lets do this Fox....just focus." Fox explained out loud to himself. He was by himself and knew he could talk to himslef and not sound like a fool. Taking a deep breath he raised his arms into a a fighting stance as if he was about to fight some target. Fox took a few jabs in front of him but as he took the jab he opened his fist and short flames of fire appeared launching out a few feet. One jab after another, more waves of fire burst from his palm. Fox enjoyed his power but sometimes he couldn't control it and causes him to lose control of himself and which is mainly why he moved away so much. Another deep breath from Fox, he was about to launch a combination of punches when he heard a crack from a branch on the ground behind him. Fox stopped dead in his tracks. Someone was behind him and might have seen him use his power. Turning around slowly Fox tried not to look panic and calm and clenched his fists as they were now at his side, "Whose there? Show yourself!" Fox shouted out with full force hoping what ever was within these woods will show itself to Fox.
Fox had been wrapped in school work and had no time to practice his magic and so he thought middle of the night, why not practice in the woods. What was the worst thing that could happen? Fox made a few right turns and left turns on streets and soon found himself on a path that lead him into the dark forest. A cool breeze brushed passed him as he felt the wind graze his face. Fox enjoyed the cold weather, he thought it was better to be cold then hot because you can always warm up when your cold. Smiling he took the straight path ahead of him and began to stare at tall trees surrounding him. "Peace and quite." Fox spoke to himself as he caught his breath and walked toward a broken tree that was laying on the ground. It seem Fox found a center point of the woods or one of the center parts of the woods because he was now in an opening space where he could practice his magic and not hit anything in his way. If he really wanted to he could take out a few trees but they were still almost 50 feet away from him.
"What to work on today....fire...then water....then earth.....then wind. Lets do this Fox....just focus." Fox explained out loud to himself. He was by himself and knew he could talk to himslef and not sound like a fool. Taking a deep breath he raised his arms into a a fighting stance as if he was about to fight some target. Fox took a few jabs in front of him but as he took the jab he opened his fist and short flames of fire appeared launching out a few feet. One jab after another, more waves of fire burst from his palm. Fox enjoyed his power but sometimes he couldn't control it and causes him to lose control of himself and which is mainly why he moved away so much. Another deep breath from Fox, he was about to launch a combination of punches when he heard a crack from a branch on the ground behind him. Fox stopped dead in his tracks. Someone was behind him and might have seen him use his power. Turning around slowly Fox tried not to look panic and calm and clenched his fists as they were now at his side, "Whose there? Show yourself!" Fox shouted out with full force hoping what ever was within these woods will show itself to Fox.