The wind seemed to have picked up, sweeping in over the peaks and troughs of the rugged mountainside terrain - turbulent eddies and gusts of wind spilling out in all directions as the currents of the air crashed into the hard cold stone that made up the northern most mountain ranges of Ruusan. The violent currents of air whipping through the ashen blonde locks of hair of the young female figure that was standing atop one of the many plateaus, a tern look of concentration plastered over her features as she focused her attention solely on the precarious pile of jagged shattered rock that had been stacked purposefully haphazardly, so that the crashing currents would send the stones flying piece by piece.
Slowing her breath down, the blond figure narrowed her gaze, as her hand stretched out. Reaching out into the force and channelling its energies through her. Whilst tightening up the grasp of a balled fist hanging to her side, as she felt the warm trickle of blood continuing to trickle from her lacerated palm, through her clenched fingers and dropping down onto the ground below. The previous gust had caught her off guard, something that she was not going to allow to happen twice.
With a thunderous howl a raging gust swept across the rugged terrain, barrelling towards the plateau. Her breath slowing down with each passing heart beat until there was nothing but silence and clarity, before with as sudden and abrupt as the sound of crashing rocks thundered out, the blonde figure opened her eyes - white pupil less orbs appearing in place of the usual chestnut hued irises.
With a sweeping motion of her hand, the initial barrage of stone projectiles were whisked off to the side, tumbling down the edge of the rocky ravine. Swiftly followed by the bloody fist rising up at opening out as a wave of Force energy projected outwards to intercept the oncoming shards of Rock, scattering them in all directions. Before being swiftly followed up by a swift motion of her unblooded hand, as if it were scooping something up. - catching the last of the rock projectiles mid air and holding it a mear foot away from her face. Slowly the figures eyes phased back to their normal state, as she looked down at the caught stone shard. "That one would have hurt" Alyse muttered to herself before tossing the stone to the side with a resigned groan. "Passion or Serenity. Power or Balance. Neither is much use if your reflexes aren't up to scratch" she added, voicing her own inner monologue as she looked down ad her bleeding palm with a sigh.
As powerful a tool her connection to the Force may be, she knew all to well that allowing it to become lethargic and un tested can lead to much more than a superficial cut resulting from a poorly timed defence. Such was the reason she had ventured to this remote region, to practice and hone her abilities. But for the time being the training would need to stop, so she could attend to dressing her wound, the last thing she needed was for her training partner to return to find her soaked in blood.
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Slowing her breath down, the blond figure narrowed her gaze, as her hand stretched out. Reaching out into the force and channelling its energies through her. Whilst tightening up the grasp of a balled fist hanging to her side, as she felt the warm trickle of blood continuing to trickle from her lacerated palm, through her clenched fingers and dropping down onto the ground below. The previous gust had caught her off guard, something that she was not going to allow to happen twice.
With a thunderous howl a raging gust swept across the rugged terrain, barrelling towards the plateau. Her breath slowing down with each passing heart beat until there was nothing but silence and clarity, before with as sudden and abrupt as the sound of crashing rocks thundered out, the blonde figure opened her eyes - white pupil less orbs appearing in place of the usual chestnut hued irises.
With a sweeping motion of her hand, the initial barrage of stone projectiles were whisked off to the side, tumbling down the edge of the rocky ravine. Swiftly followed by the bloody fist rising up at opening out as a wave of Force energy projected outwards to intercept the oncoming shards of Rock, scattering them in all directions. Before being swiftly followed up by a swift motion of her unblooded hand, as if it were scooping something up. - catching the last of the rock projectiles mid air and holding it a mear foot away from her face. Slowly the figures eyes phased back to their normal state, as she looked down at the caught stone shard. "That one would have hurt" Alyse muttered to herself before tossing the stone to the side with a resigned groan. "Passion or Serenity. Power or Balance. Neither is much use if your reflexes aren't up to scratch" she added, voicing her own inner monologue as she looked down ad her bleeding palm with a sigh.
As powerful a tool her connection to the Force may be, she knew all to well that allowing it to become lethargic and un tested can lead to much more than a superficial cut resulting from a poorly timed defence. Such was the reason she had ventured to this remote region, to practice and hone her abilities. But for the time being the training would need to stop, so she could attend to dressing her wound, the last thing she needed was for her training partner to return to find her soaked in blood.
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