Open Freerunning in Endrykas

[Zynya]

Zynya ~.~ 2nd Day of Winter, 513 AV "Well, it's not a rooftop but it will do." Zynya muttered in common. It was late evening, her 'sister' Irea had said that she was welcome to come and go as she pleased as long as she didn't put herself in danger. It had been a while since Zynya had gone running, it felt almost wrong to not have her group with her, but here she was alone....well....as far as freerunning went. Zynya took several chimes to stretch. Bending forward to place her palms on the ground between her feet, she stood and then bent over backwards to touch her palms to the ground behind her feet, standing once more she repeated this several times. Then she sat on the ground with her legs stretched before her, putting her forehead to her knees, then to the ground as she spread her legs to her sides. When her legs were in position for a split she reached up and wiggled her fingers, then placed her hands on the ground, raising her body until her arms were supporting her whole weight, her legs forming a V that was perfectly parallel to the ground. Zynya held those, and several other poses, a sheen of sweat having broken out on her body despite the chilly temperatures. She finally completed her stretching and looked at the long 'path' between tents that she had picked out for tonight. There were several obstacles, boxes, barrels, and a cart near the end. She had laid a few poles flat on the ground for extra challenge that if she missed, would not result in injury. During this preparation, anyone watching Zynya would have noticed the change in her. Her expression almost euphoric, her manner almost pious, she hopped from foot to foot then took off running down the path. The first obstacle was a crate, several steps before it Zynya leaned forward and pushed off from the ground with her hands, flying over it and landing on her feet while in motion. The next obstacle was an upright barrel, she dove over it, performing a somersault on the ground and resuming running as the bounced to her feet. Zynya grinned with the elation of the run. Next were several poles on the ground. She measured her steps and jumped forward, performing a series of front flips, she somehow misjudged her direction at one point and her hand landed on the pole on her last flip. She cursed but couldn't stop, she shook off the pain as she came up to her last obstacle, the cart at the end. Zynya pumped her arms to build up more speed and leapt over the close edge of the cart, basically performing a very fast walk-over, her hands followed each other in the bed of the cart. She did two cartwheels afterward to get rid of all the speed and finally stopped. It wasn't nearly enough, but now her hand hurt and she decided to just do some running and jumping on the way back to the tent she shared with Irea. Examining her left hand she could tell she would have a bruise on the heel of it, she moved and stretched as she half jogged half sprinted back to her current home.