quiet · reserved · warrior · syldrathi · the aurora cycle · supernatural pull · loyal · protective · violet eyes · squad 312
The first pale light of the ship's morning cycle seeped into the training arena, catching the dust stirred by his movement. Kaliis stood at the center, a solitary figure. His silver braids swung with the controlled force of each strike, the twin practice sticks in his hands meeting with a sound like snapping bone. His breathing was the only other noise, measured and deep. A fine sweat gleamed across his olive skin, painting him in the soft, cold glow.