<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Wcsnbtq3b8p01.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Phoebe</span><br/><strong>Blessed By::</strong>Artemis<br/><strong>Location::</strong>The garden of her home.<br/><strong>Company::</strong>Alone.<br/><strong>Date/Time::</strong>June 20th morning.<br/><strong>Mood::</strong>Good.<br/><strong>Wearing::</strong>The black running shorts, brown sleeveless tank top and sandy colour sneakers.<br/><strong>TRIGGER WARNINGS::</strong>None.<br/><br/>When she returned Phoebe had actually removed her knives and the belt that held them. Not because se was actually self conscious about them, but simply because they dug into her hips as she ran and it wasn't very comfortable. She returned the smile Phoenix gave her a little shyly and nodded.<br/><br/>"Yeah. I'll fit in with wherever you want to run to. I might be a little slow. I did some exercise already this morning." She said a little apologetically falling into place beside the other woman.<br/><br/>"So you all ready for later today?" She asked, glancing over as they began to run.<br/>"I like to get my exercise done early in the morning when it's a little cooler and quieter." She went on.<br/>"Of course the lady regards exercise as a form of devotion and maintaining my fitness, so it's not like I have a choice about it, not if I want to prove myself to her. Which I do." She went on, matching the pace that Phoenix set with it seeming to trouble her at all. It was clear that whatever else she did Phoebe took her personal fitness pretty darn seriously.