<div class="floatleft">(http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h215/wontsubmit/waterson1.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Qiang Nuo<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>To the Courts 0830 Sept 1st 2013<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Toad, Myth, Wolverine, Surge, Open<br/><br/>There was movement around her and behind her, but not nearly enough to maintain.  Kinetic energy was expelled through her feet and only a marginal amount recouped into her body.  The balance was a difficult one to maintain, Nuo typically taking on far too much but often she could be found with too little.  So her pace slowed or at least the distance covered was shorter in the amount of time.  No longer did she leap with each step but the movements resumed a regular rhythm.  Granted the woman was still an athlete by any measure, still a figure near the physical prime.  Nothing less would have been acceptable by her coaches and parents at home, nothing less was acceptable for her here.  So she continues to run, looking back only enough to see that neither of the pair were there.  She could only imagine that the three headed hound had caught up to Toad or perhaps in a moment of bravery he veered the hound off her trail.  Somehow she doubted the latter.<br/><br/>Still the Headmaster’s office was the best place to go.  If Toad were in trouble then she could find help there.  Eyes tracked toward the office across the expanse of the playground and pool area.  Once more her hands extended as she seemed to fall forward over the small barrier separating the two sections of the ground.  Hands pushed her forward clearing enough distance that her legs barely had to break stride to continue.  Black hair flicker and flowed behind her as she found different ground beneath her feet, one hand moved up to her chest to adjust the gym bag she still carried.  That same hand shot up to wave at the figures she saw on the courts, the pace coming to a slow descent and stop.<br/><br/>Nuo bent down slightly as any runner would do after exertion.  Sweat beaded her flesh and those powerful muscles rippled as the tension was released from them.  Deep breathes passed her lips, but in truth she seemed no more fatigued than most despite the speed and distance covered.  The eyes were different though as the pupils were almost completely dilated.  Dark eyes peered at them both at first as if not seeing, eyes blinked for a moment before the pupils began to adjust and the energy coursing through her body subsided.<br/><br/>“Hello…,” her breathing gave her pause before she stood straighter, “Hello Headmaster Logan.  I-ah- there…behind me Toad..there is a large dog on the grounds.”<br/>