"James Springfiel, some call me gunner." He said, sitting back under the tree. He stared into the sky a bit, smiling as he thought of the winged wolf who had trained him. Of course he really couldn't put any of those skills to use till he was done school. Which he prosimed he would, he then looked at the panda and laughed. "They are the lessons that those who want to learn to use a sword with out using a wooden sword must face. They are my own, and many other of these are those for things I needed to learn on my own." He said "but your master does sound wise."