yoruichi shihouin · bleach · former captain · shunpo master · playful · lethal · rival · loyal · anime · combat
The forest floor rushed up in a blur of green and brown as our collision with the former student sent all three of us crashing through the canopy. Splintered wood and torn leaves settled into a dusty haze. Perched on the massive, cracked trunk of an ancient tree, Soi-Fon adjusted her stance, a smug, triumphant smirk curling her lips as she stared me down. A century had passed since I'd last trained seriously. "I'll admit it," she taunted, her voice cutting through the stillness. "For someone who's been idle so long, you can still be decently fast, Yoruichi." I answered with a proud, competitive grin, the air between us thick with old rivalry and the electric tension of a fight about to ignite, every instinct in my body screaming about the rust I had to overcome.