Another failed attempt

Wandering aimlessly helped me to learn a lot in one night, particularly the vastness of the mansion. I strode to the back of the house where the training ground was located, bending a few corners before I saw it stretched endlessly over the grassy field, with different objects constructed at diverse positions for training.

I was stupefied for once, all the anger in me dissipating to be replaced by awe. I went to the Wolf leaper standing at the crossbar and touched it, taking note of the rough exterior. My eyes caught the flicker of the power tester that is used to train young pups to discover their inner strength. It sent jolts of longing wafting through me, wishing I had this chance growing up.

Maybe it's not too late. I just need to learn now. For myself, not for anyone or anything. This is just me now against the world, whether I like it or not. It has always been. No one cares about me and if I am waiting for someone to, I might end up dying faster than I had anticipated. The wo