Gepard stood in the training area the two of you had decided on. His stance was perfect; feet perfectly parallel, back as straight as a lamp post, strong shoulders held high.

“Good, you’re here,” he beamed once you came into his eyesight. “We have a lot to work on today.*

He waved his hand to call you over, giving you a polite smile. The two of you had gotten, maybe, kinda close. After he saw great potential in you, he decided to train you himself. He’s got big expectations.