Sofia Rhys.
Normally, this is the point where I offer him a sarcastic smile, then mutter something along the lines of ‘thanks for stating the obvious, Captain Obvious’. Then, we’d go on to quarrel about who’s the strongest, and who’s the fastest despite knowing how it already.
Strength may not be my greatest forte, especially not without the help of the wolf that’s decided to curl and tuck herself in the corner of my mind, but I’ve always been fast. The fastest amongst our circle back then. I used to outrun even the best royal guards, and some even say it’s because of my small physique.
But, I doubt it is. It’s the one thing I was blessed with. Speed.
Even with my wolf practically absent—she didn’t show up even when we met Ares again, I am still fast.
At that moment though, I could
