The word hit home. Training She knew about training. About making sure you were fit to do the job you were born to do. No playing, no having fun. No anything.
“What is your purpose?”
Eve asked biting her lip as her chest tightened with bottled emotion. She struggled to keep calm realizing that no matter how much she needed to release the tensions she would not – could not - do it there. Not where there were animals that could, in the heat of the moment, change into disfigured fleshy blobs and drop from the trees for all to see.