Not much, just a short set a few hours after the fight with Elementala. As well as a bit more world building for Neolythia.

Also, anyone out there, know how to write parkour?


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Whitescar panted as she landed on the roof, of an apartment building. Her costume still torn and burnt from her fight with that fire wielding Elementala, a fight which taken place earlier today as she pulled out a small bottle. Taking the cap off she down the water in a few gulps before placing it beside her. “Man… that was one tough battle….” She said, panting as she tried to catch her breath. She reached into a bag with her, as she pulled out a sandwich, sure it was strange to see a hero running around, carrying a bag, but she was hungry and the fight took a lot out of her.

It wasn’t as easy as she had read, and she knew her skills lacked a bit, causing her to sigh a bit. The cool wind blew through her hair, as she removed her damaged hat. “Being a superhero is much tougher than it looks” she said with a sigh. Leaning back, the unicorn/fox rubbed her face as she groaned a bit. “What am I doing wrong?” she asked again to herself. She gave another sigh, taking a bite out of the sandwich, as she glanced around the rooftop.

The roof was empty, just the normal things you would see on the top of an apartment complex. The low droning of a nearby air-conditioner was all Whitescar could here. Pipes and part of the roof slopping up with railing around the edge keeping those that came up here from falling off. A covered stairwell stood at the other end of the roof as she looked around. Another apartment, slightly taller stood to the right as she completed her survey of the surrounding rooftop.

“Still quite new, aren’t you?” a voice said, from the left. Whitescar jumped up, scattering the sandwich as she whirled around to find the source of the voice. An African Wild Dog stood, leaned on the metal vent on the roof. The wild dog seemed female as she watched with an amused smile. “Sitting on an unguarded rooftop, where any supervillain could attack” she said, starting to walk closer. The light of the moon, showed her fur was greying in areas, hazel eyes looking at the tired superheroine.

It was at this moment that Whitescar remembered her costume was burnt and torn. She glanced down at it briefly, seeing burn marks at her cape and hate. Some tears her and there, she looked down, boots nearly ruined as well. “Oh, ah… yeah, I am new” she said with a sigh. She adjusted the costume, blushing a bit as she thought a nipple poked out, but fixed it to make sure it wasn’t seen, if it was.

The Wild Dog’s amused smile vanished as she became serious. “I’ve seen you fight against those two supervillains so far. You don’t know what you are doing don’t you?” she asked, walking closer. Whitescar hung her head down, as she sighed, “No. I just want to help people, being a superhero; I thought it would be like in the books. The comics, I mean.” “You’re not using your full potential, I seen you use technology and magic. But, your body looks agile, you can use that in your fights” the wild dog explained.

“How do you know?” Whitescar asked, still surprise at all this. “As said, I was watching you. You’re the first of a new generation of superheroes, you got to up the way you fight. I know you seem to use technology and magic. But you can use more to help you dodge, as well as a few things” she explained.

“How do you know so much?” Whitescar asked. “Cause, you aren’t the first superhero, just the first of the second generation. When I was younger there were superheroes, but they have all retired” the Wild Dog said. “Retired, but I thought superheroes continue to fight” Whitescar said, blinking a bit in confusion. “Well, rumour is they are waiting for a time when they are needed again. But, that’s another subject; right now you don’t seem ready. I suggest you get a fixed costume, and then meet me back here tomorrow. We will begin then” the Wild Dog said. “Ah… ok… but first, what’s your name?” she asked confused. “It’s Tessa” the Wild Dog said, before she jumped off the side of the building.

Whitescar quickly jumped up, and ran over. She watched as Tessa preformed some, moves pushing off the building before grabbing the pipe of another and slid down. ‘Well, this might be interesting’ the superheroine thought, watching as the strange Wild Dog, disappeared into the night.