Marishka Amur
Marishka didn't realize her mind had done blank until she heard Laz speak. “There is no need to be shy, I promise I’m not as silly as I’m acting and I can actually have a serious conversation every once in a blue moon if you would ever like to have one.” “I suppose that goes for you too, Kaiden. You’ll just have to let me know when the moon’s blue.” She snapped out of it and bared her teeth, her elongated canines showing as she yawned. "My is Marishka Amur... And Wrestling or Boxing?" She stuck her face a bit closer to Kaiden and sniffed, "Huh, you do both?" She pulled away and couldn't help but grin as her eye went cat-like. "I finally found a training partner. Maybe you'll longer than the last one." The way her words came out suggested the sentence to be friendly, but the dangerous gleam in eye her spoke otherwise. Being partially blind didn't
Marishka felt the way Kaiden and Laz held themselves, and there was no hint of fear or even caution. It was odd, not be treated like an Outsider or even as an Enemy. It was an eery feeling. The tiger in her was restless, and the need to move and explore more of her new territory made her twitchy. Her fingers ran along the wooden rail, her claws making a hollow noise that kept from withdrawing from her reality again.
Marishka sighed, "I'm guessing I'll see you two later." She leaped down the flight of stairs, and walked down the rest of them. Her nose and ears working overtime as she walked out of the building. She wandered the area around her dorm, and quickly caught the scent of sweat and the bitterness of metal. She found the gym, er, training center. She didn't exactly know what it was, but she assumed from the weights and the treadmills that it was some sort of athletics facility.