[Mojave]

Nicodemus

The giant snake sat coiled tightly in upon herself. The heat of the desert combining with the heat rising from her own broiling body. Finally, her eyes snapped open and she launched herself in the air. She wasn't heavily muscled, but she was quite big. She landed with all her weight upon the target- a haybale shaped like a hollowheart. Same size, too. It took a few minutes, but eventually, it caught fire. Once it did, she writhed herself to where the bale of hay was held in her tail, lashed out and buried her fangs into it's throat, and flung it as far as she could. It wasn't that great of a toss as she was still so horribly untrained and unready for the upcoming war.

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[Mojave]

Still not good enough. She thought to herself. She sighed and, using her tail, smothered the burning hollowheart haybale with sand. Looking around her, she noticed plenty of boulders she could practice throwing- once she'd built up her muscles more. What excersises could I do..? She left the spot and made her way toward a cliff face. Here, there were many ways up- all strenuous and dangers. She grinned and started. It took all her muscles to get up to the first boulder, so she knew this was good idea.

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[Mojave]

After making her way up the cliff face, she decided that this wasn't working. "Training alone... I'm never going to be ready for this war doing this alone." She grumbled and went in search of another training party.

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