We got right into training. First dad lwanted me to run our whole territory in human form. He'd changed back too. He looked serious and ready for business. I hoped I looked just as invested. I had an hour and thirty minutes to make a full lap round our territory.
"Move!" he yelled.
I took off running. I started off with a lot of speed, I wanted–no–needed to improve, I needed to be faster. I flashed back to the trial night again. I gritted my teeth.
"Faster." I said out loud to myself.
If I were faster I would have passed. I pushed myself further. I was given an hour and thirty minutes to run this whole territory. That is fifty kilometers and back. A hundred kilometers in total. This was relatively easy, except for the time limit and I was in human form.
'Taylor!' Dad boomed through the link.
'You've been out there for ten minutes already, you better have run at least two kilometers!'
