Instructor Rahm: Those who will be prey get a five second head start. The course ends when the hunted is caught, or forty five minutes passes. Do you understand class?
The class: Raa
The class yells again.
Team Veldra steps up to the starting line. Tele takes a four point stance, in a crouched position with her left knee close to her chest, right knee on the ground next to her left ankle, and both hands on the starting line.
Flowtom takes her own stance crouching to the ground. Spreading her arm way up into the air, with a heavy gust she unfurled her harpy-like wings.
Instructor Rahm: Go!
She swings her arms down blasting off into the air making a loop into the direction of the clearing.
Tele stays in place. The other students watching, acted surprised. One of the new students in particular, named Lyna. A leopard-man with an average physique, Spoke up.
Lyna: what's she doing?
Lafang being nosey leans over.
Lafang: You must be new.
Lyna: Yeah, that obvious?
Lyna said, feeling embarrassed.
Lafang laughed.
Lafang: Veldra is a show off.
Lyna: What do you mean?
Lafang: She's essentially trying to say that she doesn't need a head start.
Lyna: Is she crazy? the other guy's a wolf-man!
Lafang laughed again.
Lafang: They couldn't catch her if they tried all day.
Wesley's team steps up.
Rorik: you won't think this is funny when i catch you.
Rorik said, intensely.
Tele smirks.
Instructor Rahm: Go!
Rorik, and Wesley turn toward Tele in unison. Jumping at her simultaneously.
Tele pushes off with her left leg. You can almost hear the muscles in her leg contacting as in one step, she disappears from beneath them only to appear several meters ahead of them, smiling.
Lafang: See.
He said, smirking.
Rorik: That damn weasel!
Rorik thought to himself, chasing after veldra.
Wesley: I'm going after flow!
Rorik: Got it!
Wesley starts running in an all fours position. His speed doubles racing toward Flowtom.
Behind him, Veldra decides to have fun with Rorik. Turning around she darts toward Rorik, getting within centimeters of him before turning at a right angle in another direction, too fast to react, and repeating the process.
Rorik, feeling disoriented, starts swinging his staff in all directions hoping to strike veldra, but veldra was very fast.
Up ahead, Wesley begins to catch up with Flowtom. Flowtom realising he's at her heels turns her wings forward, against the wind creating resistance, slowing her speed drastically. Wesley was slow to react to Flowtoms tactic, and passed right by Flowtom. When he turned to see she had vanished.
Wesley: damn where did she go.
Wesley thought, out loud, darting his eyes back, and forth, Before noticing the sun above him becoming dimmer.
Flowtom had flown high into the air using the sun as cover. Flowtoms movement stopped mid air. Her wings perfectly still she drops toward Wesley, within moments of flying directly into him, right before reaching terminal velocity, she flaps her wings down creating a giant heavy gust of wind knocking Wesley to the ground. She repeated this technique until the time had ended.
Returning from within the clearing.
Wesly: Flow, did you have to flatten me that many times? My ears are ringing.
Flowtom: I really am sorry Wes, but if i hold back i get my score deducted.
Tele: Do not apologize Flow. You are much stronger than this halfer.
Tele said, grinning as if to get a rise out of Wesley.
Wesley: Hey that is uncalled for Tele.
Wesley said, feeling insulted, his face turns red.
Tele: You should see your face. You look so human when you blush like that.
Tele said, giggling.
Wesley: It isn't funny my mother is a good woman
Rorik: Don't let her get to you Wes. Women often show out when they are in love.
Tele cracks Rorik over the head.
Rorik: Blasts, you damn weasel.
Lafang approaches Rorik laughing hysterically.
Lafang: They didn't even evade!
Lafang said, putting his hand on Rorik, and Wesley's shoulders. He continued to laugh until they started to feel insulted.