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<center>~ The Gardens ~</center>਀㰀戀爀㸀 
The lesson before her meeting with Caden had ended far sooner than she had anticipated, so Mouse had headed to the Gardens early. It was a new place for them to plan such a thing, but she liked the gardens and was perfectly happy to meet there. She was not entirely sure why, but she had a particular affinity for the place.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
When she arrived, she realized how early she was and decided to take a little time for herself. This almost always involved her climbing a tree, because she liked to climb trees and relax in the branches.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
So... this was precisely what she did.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Not far from there came the one she was waiting for. Walking through the vegetation along the paved path, Caden's thoughts were far away.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Troubled were his thoughts - memories of darkness and death flaying through his mind. His green eye stared upon the slates of stone he walked across, his imagination turning them into the corpses he had walked over during his life. Murder - rendered justifiable because of his duty, or earlier deeds done out of need for coin. Neither were humane, not the former because duty was a product of man to allow him to do what was needed, the latter because his own survival shouldn't have impeded on another's.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>I am a sword-for-hire no more,</i> he thought to himself, trying to arrange the jumble of shame and disgust. <i>Duty is not a more justifiable cause, but it's one that allows me to do what I know best for a greater good - that, in the end, hopefully will lead to something better than I am.</i> A weapon of mind and body, he did not flatter himself to think his deeds made him something more than others. He was a depraved sinner in the hand of the Light - but either if he was swung to a noble cause, or did it for himself, it did not make his deeds any less evil.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Thinking along these lines, any man would loose his sanity to depression. Man was not made to carry burdens like his - else he would not have been bestowed with a conscience. There was no result but the decomposition of his soul along those ways of thinking, so he had to keep them at bay - and look ahead, chin raised and eyes straight forward.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
He lifted his eyes from the path, and his mind slowly cleared into something akin to normalcy - fabricated yet solid like the hard look in his mismatched eyes.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Unfortunately for Mouse, she somewhat lost track of time - not badly, but a little, and Caden arrived before she had gotten down out of the tree. All in all, this was not the worst thing in the world, but it would make for a somewhat... unique entrance, but the standards of most, but it wasn't really so strange for her.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Crawling slightly out on the thick branch she'd rested on, she made no efforts to hide her movement as she dropped out of the tree behind him. She knew it wasn't likely she could disguise herself, but even if she could, she was not that stupid. It was a bad idea to surprise any armed Gaidin, let alone one of Caden's experience and skill.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
She landed on the balls of her feet, one knee down and the other ready to spring. It wasn't a chosen posture, but habit. Her fingertips pressed in to the ground to give her balance and she didn't move from this spot until Caden had recognized her arrival and her movements wouldn't give the impression of being a threat.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Caden's eye, and only his eye, moved to the side as Mouse landed behind him. <i>You play a dangerous game, girl. Men, shadowspawn and women have lost their lives doing what you just did - although their intent had been another and their landing far quieter.</i> His left hand unclenched from the hilt of his saber as he turned to face her - his melted fancloak flaring out in the movement. To preserve the silence that their conversation was to take place in, he raised his hands to sign instead of speaking with his ghastly voice.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>If you are trying to impress me, Drin'far'ji...</i> he signed - using the skills he had developed when Ji'alantin Aedomon al'Corvron had been his Mentee and had sharpened further during the time he had been master to Mouse. His apprentice remained lowered before him like in a sign of humbleness - and he took it for her circumstantial salute. The corners of his eyes smiled briefly. <i>....your efforts leave some to wish for. I am guessing that there was another reason you were up there, wasn't it?</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
As she rose to her feet, Mouse frowned slightly and tilted her head. Impress? It had never entered her mind. <i>I apologize, Gaidin, for my odd arrival. It was not my intent to impress, but simply move out of the tree in a short span of time,</i> she signed, fearing that she had offended him with her some innocent over-sight. <i>I simply lost track of time while waiting.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>So you were waiting for me. I will take <b>that</b> as a sign of prowess,</i> he signed, and paused before he addressed the nature of their meeting instead of their arrival. <i>Besides the things I aim to teach you today, what is it you wish to speak of, Mouse Drin'far'ji? Anything concerning your training, or do you have more questions about our theoretical curriculum?</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
What had started as a reasonably affable mood melted away in to the simple humility of a student with their teacher, inflection that was not necessary was placed aside and only the needed was presented for that was what was called for in the process of learning. <i>I have been thinking a great deal about my training and my path,</i> she began again, her expression serious. <i>Prominently that I am not sure the path of the dagger is one which suits me as well as I thought.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Nodding to her words, Caden raised his hands to sign one simple word: <i>Explain.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>I fear that despite practice, it does not...</i> Mouse replied, pausing to search for a word. <i>Retain,</i> she finally decided upon. <i>Where as my lessons in the bow and with you do so more. I have spent much time thinking it through and have decided that I am no longer going to pursue the dagger, at least not now.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
She paused again, contemplating if she wished to voice the thought that followed, but she had already told him so much... <i>I know little of myself in this life, but I do know that I am creature of instinct and must follow it. It does not seem to meld with the dagger, at this point in time.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Nodding once again, Caden raised his calloused hands. <i>It is wise of a warrior to know his or her limitations. Although you should strive to overcome them, you are right in the sense that you should develop the skills you have talent for this early in your training to become Gaidar. I suggest you let your practice time with the dagger be reduced to a minimum, while you focus more of your time upon the art of the bow. Do not stop practicing the dagger completely, mind, because it would be a waste to forget all that you have learned in the prospect that you might take it up again later on.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Mouse nodded solemnly. <i>Yes, sir,</i> she signed.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>On the morrow,</i> he signed after a short pause of consideration. <i>I want you to seek out one of the bow-trainers in the Yards and complete whatever exercises he makes you undergo. I will notify that one of them should leave time open in their schedule for your arrival. Seek them out after you break your fast.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
This was not far from her original plans anyways, so it was even easier to agree. She nodded again. <i>And I shall continue to seek my training in the skills that you teach me, if you continue to grant me allowance to learn from you,</i> she added.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>Of course, Drin'far'ji. Your progress is of outmost importance. Now,</i>, he signed, <i>is there anything else?</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>That was the main of what I wish to tell you, although I thought that you would wish to discuss my current progress with the bow, though I shall follow your lead in what you wish to... hear, so to speak.</i> she signed to him, adding a brief and wry smile at the end of it.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Nodding, Caden's hands continued to move. <i>Tell me how you are faring with your skills in the bow. Focus on what you find hard, and also what you reckon you excel at in comparison to your fellow Drin'far'ji.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Mouse's eyes never left those of her mentor's, her gaze never strayed, for she did often have a keen sense of concentration, but if you were very observant and knew her, you would be able to tell that she was actually half-drifting in her mind, thoughtful - not so far that she couldn't pick up on things around her, of course.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>I have a better sense of awareness of things around me than the other Drin, I believe,</i> she began, starting with her strengths. <i>I feel that when I am sighting my target, I have a better sense of the levelness of the ground and how I stand upon it... of the wind, where it blows from and how fast... of anything else that might affect me. The bow is a sensitive weapon and this awareness is often key.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Considering the implicated progress her hands told him, Caden paused briefly before he relied. <i>Most likely, it is because your senses are heightened by the condition of your speech. It would not be strange to assume the Light gave you something to compensate for the lack of a voice. It just might have given you abilities to perceive shades or reality that others have harder to grasp. What about your difficulties?</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
She did not move on to the next question as easily, though. Her head tilted thoughtfully. <i>Actually, sir, I think that it is only partly a compensation for not having my voice,</i> she began and then hesitated before continuing. <i>My parents were both gone by a young age and I was left without even a guardian. I spent much time running, hiding. I lived a great deal in the woods, only sparingly in towns for most of it. I had to be alert, always... I think this is more the source of any... heightened senses that I might have,</i> she clarified humbly. She would gladly have traded the senses she had for a life without the pain, the hunting... to have her parents back.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>What you choose to believe is up to you, Drin'far'ji, but evidently you have an advantage, so you should use it - else you would be a fool. You have great potential, perhaps more than any Drin'far'ji I have taught in many, many years, so I choose to believe you <b>do</b> have an advantage because I can see it. Be it because of your lack of speech or a talent given to you because of another reason, you still have an advantage. So like I said, what about your difficulties?</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Mouse allowed herself the briefest of a shy smile in response to the compliment before she moved on to answer the question. This time, no moment was needed, for she had already considered this and easily moved on to the next question, with the previous statement made. <i>I may have better awareness, but learning the appropriate adjustments for it is still... difficult. I tend to over or under adjust based on these factors, although I am working on it.</i> She paused. <i>For the current state of my training, these are the main factors. I am sure as I progress, more strengths and more flaws will emerge.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>It seems to me you have made a good choice in putting aside your dagger training for the sake of the bow, but tell me what you plan to do in order to counter these new flaws should they emerge along your bath to the fancloak?</i> Caden suspected the answer, for he had been nagging her for a long time about the importance of....਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>Practice,</i> she replied simply. <i>Like many things in life, this is one area where I must learn it by pushing through it. I practice daily, sometimes more than once if I have time, and with each turn at the range, I improve a little and am close now. With a little more time at it, I will be able to master the degree of corrections necessary to match my awareness of the effects on the weapon.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Although this was something she'd have to get pretty good at before moving on to the next big challenge of the bow: moving targets.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>Very good, I look forward to hear about your progress the next time we meet so discuss what you should focus upon while at the range. I am not an archer, but I know enough to coach you though your difficulties.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
When Caden felt that Mouse Drin'far'ji had understood what to consider during her forthcoming training, he addressed another matter entirely. Memories of a man and a woman in a ruin in Andor flashed behind his eyes, the recollection of pain and the blinding morning sun still fresh in his nerves.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>Now... I will tell you something because of the promise I made to you.</i> His signed words were not able to be expressed with the emphasis he wanted to project, nor could he say them aloud because of their nature. <i>Months back, Miahala Sedai and I traveled to Andor. There, we encountered Black Ajah - the reason for me telling you this not only because I have sworn to help you, but because the shadowsworn were a man and a woman - Aes Sedai and Gaidin.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Suddenly, all thoughts of the bow vanished and any emotions she'd felt up till that point stopped. They could not progress in the face of what now took over her mind, although it was hard to define. She was wary, for he had not yet said he was sure it was them... She nodded slowly.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>We fought,</i> he signed next, the two words inferior to the task of describing what had transpired at the ruin. <i>And we lived through their ambush, but we could not stop them from escaping.</i> He regretted that he could not bring her good news, and his cold heart opened briefly for the empathy he felt for the young woman who had lost as much as himself. <i>I'm sorry, Drin'far'ji.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>Do...</i> she began, then paused and willed the very faint tremor in her hands to cease. <i>Do you know if it was them?</i> she asked.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Considering her important question, Caden paused for a long time before he replied. <i>I do not know. At least not for certain. Yet Miahala knew the Aes Sedai to be of the Grey Tower, and also one of the few likely candidates to turn to the Dark One. She cannot know for certain, but Black Ajah Channelers seldom bond - out of a statistic point of view and much because the bond has little use to them. If the Warder is hurt, it affects the Aes Sedai. That by itself is not something many of her mind care much for - self-centered as they usually are. The only other possibility is that the Aes Sedai and Warder that hunted and might still try to claim you are from the White Tower.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Mouse did not respond yet. She drifted internally for a few moments, contemplating this. After a few moments, she began to sign slowly. <i>I... obviously cannot say, for certain, but if I look back in to my memories, I believe that my parents knew these two... and that makes me believe they are of this Tower. It's hard to point to any one moment to say what makes me think that, but it's what I feel...</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Pausing, Caden turned to look at the main structure of the Grey Tower - looming high over the treetops of the Gardens. <i>Will I ever rid this place from these vermin that plague us all?</i> he thought to himself as Mouse confirmed that the ones who hunted her most likely would be from the Grey Tower - also making the probability of that the two Miahala and he had fought against in Andor were the same ones rise considerably. The shadowsworn Warder Caden had challenged was of equal skill of his own, and it seemed Miahala met her match in the Aes Sedai too. <i>Worthy adversaries,</i> he concluded, <i>nevertheless they will die for what they are.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Turning his hard eyes towards Mouse again, he raised his hands anew. <i>I swear, Drin'far'ji, that I will do all in my power to kill them - be that they are the ones we encountered or not.</i> He looked into her eyes, letting her see the full potency of his pledge - made with a grimness that cancelled out the old <i>promise</i> he had made with something altogether more powerful. <i>Yet they hunt you, and you are exposed even here. I tell you this because you must know what kind of danger you are in. And if you are in danger, that is all the more reason for you to focus on your training. When everything comes to a head, you will want to be prepared. Do you understand, Drin'far'ji?</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Mouse nodded solemnly, but in her eyes flashed a light that showed her appreciation for his pledge, his help and his guidance.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>Then let us begin, for there is no reason for waiting when the hidden enemy might strike at any time. We will now be discussing situations where you are trying to protect your Aes Sedai or Asha'man in close quarters...</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<center>~ The Archery Range, The Next Day ~</center>਀㰀戀爀㸀 
As per both her instructions from Caden Gaidin and her own personal decisions, Mouse showed up on the Archery Range at her earliest lesson period allotment for weapons training. As a Drin'far'ji, she had a rigorous schedule with a variety of work that she was to see to, but there were plenty of weapon training time - that was paramount. First available moment, she arrived at the Yards.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
"It's good to see you again, Mouse." The voice of Arren al'Donwith spoke from behind her.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
She had somewhat heard the approach, but knew it was him. The wind was blowing in the right direction and she smelt the horse scent upon him. He was born to an Andorian father, but was raised in Saldea with his mother. He spent most of his spare time working in the Tower stables.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
He was Ji'alantin, but already very skilled with the bow and had taken to training others in it as well as practicing with them, offering advice and suggestions but without the 'training' label. She had met him several times before for this purpose, mainly because he had a brother who could not hear, so he was able to communicate with her without the use of writing.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Mouse turned to face him and smiled a little. <i>It is good to see you as well, Arren Ji'alantin,</i> she signed to him respectfully, inclining her head slightly.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Arren smiled at her as well. "Your missive said that you wished some training?" he asked. He did not use signs to speak with her and that was fine by her. She just needed him to be able to understand what she said. "Was there anything in particular that you wanted to focus on?"਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>Today I would like to go through the basics. I have been working on my adjustments, so I would like to know if you think I have improved any. I feel that I have,</i> she told him. After her training with Caden the day previous, she had practiced more with her bow in the later hours of the day and did feel like she was improving. <i>If I am right, then I'd like to move on in lessons the next time we meet.</i>਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
"All right," he said with a nod.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
The pair walked a little further along the grass of the archery range. Arren was quite a bit taller than she was, but she was used to that. Most of the men and women in the Tower were taller than she was, for she was not by any means tall. She didn't mind. It was often an advantage.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
When they reached their desired spot, Mouse strung her bow and stuck several arrows in the ground for easy reach when she started shooting. Arren did not yet do this because he would be observing for now.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Mouse felt the ground beneath her feet, judging the levelness of the plain and then felt the wind blowing. Her mind mental calculated and she set herself in to position with efficiency of movement, raising her bow. She turned herself slightly to the right because that was the direction the wind was coming from and it would blow against the arrow along its path.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
She fired.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Bull's-eye.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
"Excellent!" Arren exclaimed with a smile. "See if you can manage to replicate it," he then directed. He was effusive with the praise, but never allowed it to linger.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
She took in a quick, deep breath settling herself out of her excitement over the first shot and she fired three more arrows, moving to increase her speed a little with each one. She knew that once her beginner's training was done and these skills were needed in the real world that she would not be granted extra time to set up, so speed was another thing she was working on.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
For these shots, she did not make quite the same shot - but they were close. It was enough that Arren examined the target, giving her a smile of approval.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
"You have improved over the past few weeks, Mouse," he told her as he walked back to where their gear and she stood.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
<i>Thank you,</i> she signed.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
"Let's try some distance shots," Arren suggested.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
They gathered up their gear and moved a reasonable distance back. Looking forward, the target was a considerable distance away now, but her eye sight was keen and she could see it well enough for the task. It would be more difficult, of course, because she would have to adjust for the distance and the fall of the arrow over that space as well - more so than in the closer ranges.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Again, she went through the first shot with a little more caution. She judged her distance and bent back at the waist and not the shoulders to compensate, again moving a little to the right for that was still where the wind came from, but it had picked up a small amount so she adjusted a little more. This was usually where she misjudged, but she was careful this time.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Mouse pulled the bowstring to her cheek and released, sending the arrow streaming through the air. It hit the target and not in but close to the center. Arren was again complimentary, but followed up right away with directive to fire five more shots this time, since this was where she had been struggling the most before.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
The pattern was repeated for each of these times and she was able to replicate her earlier results with great relief in all but one case, but what happened could've happened to the best of archers, which is the sudden gust of wind once the shot had already been made.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
"I'm impressed, Drin'far'ji," Arren said, folding his arm over his chest and nodding. "Keep up running through these same exercises. When we meet again, we're going to work on the next step, which is moving targets," he explained as she gathered her arrows. "You will almost never be faced with a target that remains still and does not fire back, so we'll work on your speed as well. In your own practicing, work to narrow the time between arrows to as little as possible without affecting the result of the shot."਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Mouse nodded. <i>I shall,</i> she assured him. <i>Thank you, Arren Ji'alantin.</i> She gave a small smile.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
Returning the expression, he nodded. "My pleasure," he said and then left the Yards. Mouse, meanwhile, turned back and started running practice shots again for the rest of the time period before her next class.਀㰀戀爀㸀㰀戀爀㸀 
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<i>OOC: Special thanks to Caden Gaidin for his assistance with the first half of this and his review of the second half.</i><br>਀ 
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