Silver daggers ||Open||

Victoria walks through the forest quickly,like a feline in her quiet movements,her muscled legs lifting up and down with a barely audible 'thunk' against the soil.It was then that she heard movement.She slipped a beautiful silver knife out of her bag and pointed it towards the noise cautiously.With a curious expression on her refined features,she slowly moved closer,now making no noise as she walked.

The scene before her was surprising.A younger girl was being taught how to use a dagger,or at least..a much safer stick.Victoria smiled and remembered when she had been taught the same thing,although she had been taught with real knifes,as a lesson to throw with more precision,to not cut yourself as you threw it.That you could not learn with a stick.

She stood in the shadows and watched,until she stepped out into the open with her crimson colored hair shining.

"Hello," she said,with no hint of danger in her voice.She meant no harm,she just wanted to stop in and see what they were up to,although it was clear.With long strides she walked over to the smaller girl and smiled."You're really good,"she said with a smile.