<span style="font-style: italic">It was the next early morning when the sky was gloriously filled with pink orange and yellow within the deep, thick forest near the bottom of Mt. Silver.</span><br/><br/>The fairly, medium to large, open, torn up, grassy green and dirt plain lays empty except with two gijinkans in the middle. The area around them - upturned dirt with grass kicked up everywhere - it was as if a small tornado had gone through there - and multiple trees were dented and scratched up with great force, and dug outs in the ground were everywhere as well; and so were the marks from the weight of powerful jumpstarts, dirt-imprinted footsteps and strides from powerful charging and running, and dirt imprints from missed slashes, scratches, kicks, and whips.<br/><br/>The Absol had whip marks on her arms and legs, bruises everywhere, slashes across her midriff, cuts on her face, forearms and calves (but they were minor), and sores everywhere. She was breathing lightly - tired, but won't let up her exhaustion. She attempts to be seen breathing evenly and normally as she continues to stand and hold her position on her feet - still, confident, smooth, and unshaken in her resulting defense stance. Her ruby red eyes unparalleled to the red, noble eyes of Ace.<br/><br/>The Serperior had jabs on his arms, midriff, and legs. So were scratches, bruises, slashes, and bite marks - but was slightly less injured and just slightly less seemingly in pain than the Absol. He stands in a calm fighting position - he as well, not letting any possible weakness or tiredness shown.<br/><br/>He then relaxes, he smiles and then turns his body forward with his arms crossed. "Alright, testing's over." he yelled across the field. "You did great! You're grand the way you are!"<br/><br/>The Absol relaxes as well as she lets out a huff of breath to even out her breathing to a more naturally supposed reaction from the large use of energy from the fight. She replies merrily, "And to you as well, Ace!" She then turns around to lightly runs over a bit further into the forestry towards where their belongings lay hidden and protected under the root of a giant Watmel tree. The Serperior appears moments later, just as Soul takes out her own giant gathering bag, and gets his own out as well.<br/><br/>After the two placed their belongings underneath the root of another tree - justified with reasonable extra caution - the two ready themselves as the two start out against the tree with a tackle from the Absol and then a slam from the Serperior. Fruit fell to the dozens as both had caught many with grace and quick movement. It was one reason as to why the Serperior, whenever he has spare time, came by from time to time as a small bonus for doing his job of patrolling the area, and a more usual routine for the Absol for gathering food. Ace's other reason was to, of course, to check on Soul - he had expected to find her around this area.<br/><br/>"Continue to do well, Soul." After smiling and waving a goodbye, Ace then turns to his own way, carrying his own belongings. Soul does the same, "Bye Ace, I will! Thanks for the training!" She had then quietly added, "Glad you came by ..." The Absol gathers her stuff and runs through the trails, not quite bothered with the weight she had to carry, up some rocks and towards her not-so-faraway house to store away the fruit, and to wash, patch up, and change - to prepare herself for the destination of her workplace that involves monitoring and moving foreign delivery and additional minor services. Soul noticed that she was more upbeat than she has ever been in a long, long time - and she has no idea why, and she does not care.