He watched as his black hair daughter ran through the trees passing the traps he laid for her. She moved with grace but highly lacked instincts. He watched as her thick waist length hair swing past the sharp traps, for an eleven years old he knew that was an unreasonable amount of hair for her age. He had always told her to pack it up or cut it into a reasonable length but every argument was futile once she didn't plan on doing it."How did I do papa?" Spadana asked running to towards him."well out of 10 you did 6.5""6.5!!! I didn't get caught or trapped" she began arguing."yes you didn't but""but what?" she immediately intervened ready to defend herself, he just glared at her."but you lack instincts and speed and its more important than anything you would need in an actual battle" he reasoned with her but she just huffed and rolled her eyes."I bet I beat my own record last time" she said folding her arms on her flat chest.
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