I've always liked being outside. Whenever I didn't have to complete my lessons I would run straight for the outdoors. If it was raining I might have accidentally forgotten my rain boots and rain jacket to jump around in the puddles and the thick mud. If it was snowing I might have forgotten my scarf. If it was too sunny outside I didn't wait for Mom or Dad to put sunscreen on me. When given the chance to run around and be let go to wander about I'd take that chance happily. Sometimes when Mom and Dad had the time they'd come outside with me. We'd swing on the swing set at a nearby park, or do a picnic. Dad sometimes would take us to a creek or a lake where we could fish. We could be there for hours and hardly say a word as we fished, the silence quite comforting. When I got older and was allowed to wander on my own, I'd go for long walks, and allow myself to do my own exploring. Although I wished Mom and Dad would accompany me, but I knew they were busy. Where ever we travelled I'd make new friends with the kids my age, but not getting to close, because I knew we would pack up and leave again. Which is why I developed an imaginary friend, like any normal child would to cope with the loneliness, with an imaginary friend they can go anywhere with you. Of course I outgrown such foolishness. In my pre-teen years, with the help of technology, I managed to stay in contact with some of the people we left behind. But not all friendships last forever, sometimes as you grow apart physically, you grow apart for good eventually. That's just how life is sometimes.

It's training day. Instead of working at the coffee shop or entertaining myself with my hobbies I'm over here at the Mounted Unit Stables training. Well, I should be training, but I'm not. I'm just here because, well I don't rightly know. After my run in with the rhino at the coffee shop Alexander invited me to join him in the Mounted Unit. I didn't have a pack and I don't rightly know much about the supernatural world, but I figured it would be something new and exciting. Plus it probably annoyed my Great Uncle that I did something he would probably thin is dangerous. I'm grown, I'm allowed to do as I pleased. Alexander said my rider was this woman named Anastasia, and I've only seen her a few times. She travels a lot so I've only seen her a few times. I don't really know much about her other than she's important to Alexander, but that's it. Because she is hardly ever around that means I don't have a rider. Which means I don't get to do a whole lot. I get to do some of the exercises, but not everything. One of the random Dark Hunters that doesn't have their Were-horse around gets to use me temporarily until their mount comes back or they get a new one. I remember seeing some of the horses doing this jumping, hopping or skipping looking thing. It looked like fun, but I didn't get to learn it. Instead I get to pull around these different cart things that contains weapons and supplies, oh joy. Pretty damn sure Azrael is the reason why I get to play this role. But today I was told that I'd have a rider, which meant I didn't have to pull weights settled in a wagon.

Earlier that day I allowed one of the Dark Hunters to prepare me to have a rider. It didn't feel real until they eventually placed the saddle on my back. I was so very eager and ready to charge through the stable doors to meet this new rider. Unfortunately, he never showed. I overheard one of the Hunters say that he wasn't going to come so he was being reassigned. Disappointed I left. Believe it or not it's not that hard to get 'lost' in a group of horses and riders. I had no interest to pull a wagon so I happily led myself down towards the trail where you get to run and jump, and when I made it to the end I got off the trail and allowed myself to walk around in the woods, away from the trail so no one would see me and bring me back, I was content to be by myself. Would I get in trouble when I returned to the stables? Probably so, but I wasn't worried so much about it. Eventually though I made myself back up to the stables knowing that everyone's lessons should be wrapping up. Mentally prepared for a grilling I found the stable grounds empty. Well damn that sucks! Who's gonna take all this crap off me? Snorting softly I walked around turning my head left and right, not seeing a soul. But I do hear something...off. Both my ears twitch back and forth to detect that sound, following it all the way over to the stables, someone was crooning...to...is that AC/DC? Curious I enter in the stables hardly bothered by the sound of my own obsidian hooves banging on the concrete floor. As I got closer I can hear the music and person getting louder. You can't tell on the look of my face, but I'm quite bemused to see that Fae bathing his horse while singing along to a very old, but still relevant band. I liked this Fae. He seemed quite nice whenever I saw him even though there was a bit of discord among the ranks about him. When Darius sees me his eyes open all the way watching me. I can't tell if he is happy to see me or not. Frost doesn't like him and after what happened that night when Frost bit me I don't really like him either. Ignoring him I snort softly to get the Fae's attention, hoping he'll turn around and provide me some sort of assistance. Maybe he can even keep this secret from Alexander that I sort of 'abandoned' my exercises today.

Calliel Alosi

Now I'm Unbreakable, It's Unmistakable