A Prince of Teeth, and A Prince of Blades (Clan Cadera)

[Garza]

M A N D A L O R E

Moving into the new situation that was given to me, it was clear that the Infernal had taken an interest to my whereabouts and my capabilities as a soldier, and a warrior for the Mandalorians. Considering that we had fought together on Colla IV, she had been expediting my training, and teachings. Allowing me more access to texts and history as well as the gear, armor, and weaponry presented to the other Mandalorians. In recent, I have been allowed to wear a training set of Mandalorian armor made out of simple duraplast. At best, it provided a HUD. Otherwise, it was just plate armor.

Wearing it currently, I had slowly been working my way to wearing the armor style more and more. Why? If I was to fight in this armor, then I had to be able to move as though I eat, sleep, and been born in it. Wearing it allowed me to get used to how it moved and functioned. How I could still be able to move my arms without having resistance to movement, but have plate armor that was well and above that of Trooper armor.

Maybe I could get Beskar armor, but that would be later down the line. After I had well proven myself to be one of them. One of the Vode. Having only a lightsaber on my hip, I made my way through the halls of the estate. The azure armor was well worn and scratched up, but still very viable. I could easily see the battle weathered from the reflection of the lights upon it. Playing over the helmet in my arms. The T-shaped visor was a dull green. Remembering the colors and how some Mandalorians colored them to symbolize different meanings, I thought back to my lessons.

Blue was loyalty and Reliability. Green being Duty and Honor. Quite the combination. The colors reminding me that I had to be loyal, and perform my duties to not just myself, my family and my own people, but that of the Mano'ade. Shaking my head, I cleared all thoughts that were not pertinent. Stopping by one of the guards who was currently on patrol, I gripped his forearm as custom.

"Where might I find Gaius Cadera?"
"Either in his room, or on the training grounds I believe."

A quick nod to the man as I walked away and released my grasp on the forearm. I then headed my way to the training grounds first. Hoping to find him there. If not, I might have to find someone else to tell me where his room was.

This man had passed around to some of the guards or employees that kept this building spik and span, that he was a proclaimed Prince of some kind. I wanted to see this prince for myself. With my own heritage being kept secret from myself for years, as well as my own people for fear of having an Outcast become a King, It stayed that way. So why was this man proclaiming his importance when It could make a target on his back? A stunt to make himself feel better, or was he a True prince? Either way, I wanted to find out, and show respects to him if it was true.

[member="Gaius Cadera"],

 

[Raiz]

The sounds of children cheering would be heard echoing from the training ground, before suddenly a high pitched howl pierced the air.​

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As Atheus would make his way closer to the training grounds, it would become more and more clearer that it was filled with a large audience surrounding the obstacle course, either cheering or jeering but either way it was with grout gusto and made quite a ruckus, and what exactly were the spectators cheering on? A large deep-brown furred wolf bounding it's way over, around and through the many obstacles of the course with a fluidity which gave away it's experience with running this very obstacle course, but even with the clear experience the lupine had with ducking and diving along the course, every now and then the beast would stumble it's way through an opening which caused the cheers to turn into sounds of worry and the jeering to get louder. This wolf clearly had a fan-base which enjoyed watching it leap throughout, but it also clearly had an audience which seemed to enjoy the failures, however with every single failure, if one was paying close attention, the creature adjusted it's pattern and learned from the prior failure.

After what would seem like several runs of the obstacle course, the large brown-furred wolf descended the course and approached the audience, it's clear-blue eyes scanned the children with admiration before the gaze flicked upon Atheus and stayed upon the man before giving a warning growl to someone he has not met before.

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[member="Atheus"]​

 

[Garza]

Walking out into the training grounds, Guards, employees, Members of the Cadera clan, and even some visitors were all spectating something going on. Screams, hollars for something that was going on as I drew closer and closer to it. Reaching through the doorway and making my way outside, I found that through the crowd, was the obstacle course that was used by many of the recruits or people wanting to stay in shape, was being ran over and over again by what looked to be a Lupine creature. I couldn't quite tell what species it was due to the speed at which it moved, as well as many lupines seemingly all blending together.

Holding the helmet under my arm, I clapped along as the creature finished the course. Coming to a stop in front of others. Eventually I saw it's eyes. Bright blue eyes. On a Lupine? I was curious of this animal. Was it a pet, something more like a Loth-wolf? I could not answer that question as the eyes had passed barely over me when they came snapping back. Growling fiercely as a challenge. I took a single backstep but leaned slightly forward. Keeping eye contact with whatever this showdown was. A couple of the people moved back and away from the lupine as I continued to stare on.

"You are quite different Lupis. Although, growling will not help you."

I lifted my hand to show I was not intending for a fight. However, if one was so desired of this creature, I would not be opposed to oblige it. However, it was the sudden feeling in the force, I could feel a presence from the lupine. So was this a confirmation of a Loth-Wolf, or was this something else? Transformation spell much like the Dathomir Witches? I couldn't probe its mind due to the limitation of the force upon the planet, but I still questioned it.

"A fight is not what I desire. I am not even searching for you."

[member="Gaius Cadera"],

 

[Adara Raxis]

[member="Gaius Cadera"] was trying to break his speed record… again. It wasn’t enough that the son of Death Watch Alor [member="Ambrose Cadera"] mastered the obstacle course, he had to be the best.

If he was good enough to guard Mand’alor the Infernal’s beloved firstborn daughter, Gaius would be the best. These things were lost on the child, who stood in the middle of the Mando’ad’ike cheering. Adara cheered with as much gusto as she could, the Infernal Child.

There was an indelible sensation of the Dark upon her, a life-breathing image of the Force. Adara could not dampen such things, she was far too young.

“Go Gaius! Go!” Adara squealed, cheering him on whether he did well or fumbled. [member="Atheus"] walked in, challenged by Gaius and Adara winced in a intake of breath. Someone new… someone she could sense.

The Militibus ex Infernis, tall Anubian guards snapped around the girl and her companions, for now merely standing with no weapons drawn. They learned as much the last time Adara got fretful… that leaf was the scaredest leaf on the planet, when they pounced upon it.

“You are safe, Lady Adara. Atheus is known to us as one of your mother’s warriors.” One of the Militibus bowed, going down on his haunches to slip a hand on Adara’s shoulder. With that covered, she trotted toward Gaius and the new guest.

“Gaius! You did it, you did it, you did it, you did it!” Adara hopped up and down, holding up the small holoprojected image of his timed runs. “See? You did it… oh, pardon Sir! I like your armour.”