Mari hid behind a tree, watching the forest guardian from a
distance. Although she admired the forest guardian, she still felt
her own unwavering doubt. Feeling a headache and self loathing
coming forward, she walked around the scene. Silently moving
thorough the forest, she was now behind the two trainers. Mari
zipped her mouth shut to draw attention away from Weria for just
enough time to strike. She wanted to surprise the smug trainer.
Why do I tire of counting
sheep?