Maple High School Academy Year 1
Journey to Nightshade - The Native

The Native

ELLEANOR AGAIN SWUNG FROM one branch to another. Something moved quickly behind him, making him unable to stop for a moment even to take a breath.

The girl was forced to stop when she was at the end of the trees. He quickly turned around and was horrified when faced with a pair of sparkling eyes. As fast as lightning, he held his breath. Gratitude is not the Basilisk that this time becomes his opponent.

The owner of the pair of glistening eyes grinned at the sight of his opponent already being cornered. Slowly he approached the tempting-looking prey. While Elle who had begun to run out of beach spots, looked frightened and frightened. He cannot think clearly.

Use power!

A voice rang in his ear. Reveal him about the fact that he should not be afraid.

Just stop!

A small growl shot out from the fifteen-year-old girl's mouth, making the pursuer's steps stop.

Hey, I can hear you. Usually they, a species like you, I pursue only vaguely muttered. They move their lower faces.

Elle coughed small. He held back the laughter of hearing the description of the human mouth from his opponent this time. However, the girl kept eye contact. It was the first suggestion from her mentor the first time they met. They just don't understand what you're talking about.

Those sharp eyes seemed to blink. His head tilted to the right a little. The expression on his face looked astonished despite looking like a grin, preparing to pounce.

But you got it?

Elle took a deep breath. He was grateful, at least had managed to attract the attention of the creature in front of him. Next, he began to correct the position of the body. This time he stood firmly with his feet fixed in the position of the horses. Be prepared for the worst choice. Prepare the most powerful roots so that I can swing down immediately.

This time a small whistle pitched like a lullaby came out of the girl's mouth. As a result, some hanging roots appear to descend from the branches. The whistling that actually made the creature in front of Elle growl annoyed.

What the hell are you saying? Didn't you speak my language?

Ignoring the annoyed tone of the creature before her, Elle stared at him intensely. There was no more fear on his face. The four-legged creature with a beautiful shiny black color was clearly hunting him. He must complete his mission, which is to conquer mountain lions even bigger than bears.

While grabbing the nearest hanging root, Elle growled a little, I don't want to mince words. Tell me, why are you hunting me?

The loud roar shocked Elle who instantly gripped the roots even tighter.

Ha ha ha ha's. A hunt? Who is hunting? Aren't you taking me to play?

The white and pointed teeth were visible as the golden-golded mountain lion grinned. Without trying to hide, Elle shuddered in horror at seeing him. However, he was still flabbergasted when he heard the words of the big cat.

I'm not asking you to play. I ran away from you. I thought you were hunting me.

Elle refuted the notion of the big, beautiful-looking cat.

Where might I hunt you. I've been alone for a long time. And when I see you, I just want to get you to play. I thought when you ran, you were taking me on a chase.

Deep under the trees, a tall, hooded man was watching the interaction between the two. He recorded all the important things in his supervision in a book that seemed thin.

Meanwhile, Elle began to loosen her grip on the hanging roots. He stepped forward to approach the Forest King. A loud whistle sounded like a warning. However, the girl ignored the cry from the trees. Slowly his hands extended out to the muzzle of the mountain lion. Instantly, the big cat snorted stopping Elle's hand movements in the air.

Why are you touching me? My nose is itching. Are we done playing chases?

Elleanor's laughter blared without being prevented. He was getting brave enough to approach the exotic big cat. Without hesitation, he began to climb up and sit on his opponent's back today.

The game is not over. Now take me down to the ground.

It felt like he had just closed his eyes when he started to feel a gust of wind greeting the skin. Faintly, he can smell the wet soil. Slowly, he began to peek by opening his right eye.

Until when do you want to keep docking me?

The roar of the lion made Elle open both of his eyes suddenly. Finally the girl realized she was no longer on the tree. He soon descended from the back of the King of the Forest. When her feet were already on the ground, Elle's hand remained between the mane of the lion while scratching it. He rubbed the dark-colored animal with affection.

Slowly, the body of the big cat disappeared. The trees that had been where Elle had run around before disappeared without a trace. He stood up in a perfect manner, as if the disappearance of the forest and the animals was common. He is now in the middle of a white room measuring only 5x5 meters. “Elleanor Galina Thompson.” The figure of the hooded man approached him.

“Yes, Sir,” replied Elle straightforwardly.

“Exercise this time, you can finish 20 minutes faster than the last animal. It's been a lot better. Considering that you will soon be taking the year-end exam, you should already be able to master the language of beasts and slither. For next week, we'll go back to the plants. And congratulations, your talent has leveled up.”

A small smile was engraved on the face of that one braided girl. “Yes, Sir.”

“Today's workouts are complete. Notes regarding the development of talent today are already accessible on the student card. Please open after you have arrived at room.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

Then the figure of the man disappeared just like the lion and the forest earlier. After being convinced that she was living alone, Elle breathed a sigh of relief. He sat on the floor straightening both feet. His face showed a look of fatigue as well as satisfaction.

 Spending almost 10 minutes to let go of her fatigue, Elle immediately got up and walked out of the quiet room. In front of the door, Elle stood on the floor carpeted with red velvet. He showed the student card to the front of the intercom and heard a voice.

The training of Elleanor Galina Thompson from Fantasy Dormitory has been completed.

 The door opens automatically. As Elle stepped out, she suddenly couldn't move her body. A dark gray-haired girl hugged him tightly.

“Hey, I heard your talent levelled up. Congratulations, yes!”

Elle laughed a little. He hugged one of his friends back at Fantasy Dormitory. “Are we not all bound to level up every week, Peony? That's what the mentor told me.”

The gray-haired girl let go of her embrace. He rolled his eyes and looked at Elle with annoyance. “Just because you level up every week, doesn't mean we're all like you. Come on, we'll be right back to the dorm. By evening, the others were back. I was intentionally waiting for you.”

Elle nodded with a smile. He grabbed Peony's arm and grabbed him. ”Come, I've been so tired running all day. How about your development training?”

“Boring. Do our mentors and opponents really have to be projections? Can't we get a real opponent?” moaning Peony.

“Ahh ..., if you complain like that, then your talent level also goes up, right?” Elle seduces Peony, making the girl flick her long hair. Elle laughed at her friend's behavior.

Elle's laughter stopped as they passed by the other three students. He just walked while looking at his feet. His embrace of the Peony felt even tighter. Unknowingly, he walked so fast that it had far left three students behind him.

“Why are you? Still not comfortable with other students? Wasn't the Summer Battle exam yesterday you were able to collaborate well?”

Elle grinned wide until her eyes narrowed. “That yesterday's test I didn't say much. Especially in my team, both of them are more skilled at physical combat. I'm quite a protector for both.”

“Because you shouldn't spend time in the library. Do you know, Adniel was watching you intensely. Maybe he realized that you were the key to your team's success yesterday. He's your opponent.”

“Adniel?”

“Oh My God! The student who passed us by!” Peony held back from seeing his best friend unaware of the existence of the Angel Prince. “Listen Elle, you should have made friends with others too. Your race as a human being is a lot in this school. Unlike my race, there are only three people. What if I can't wake up forever? Who will be your friend? ”

“Already, let's quickly go back to dorm.” Elle diverted the conversation by pulling Peony's hand and walked over quickly.

The girl ignored the final words of her best friend. It seemed that he had forgotten, that the only friend of the Werewolf race had a talent for forecasting.