Fumika was in the proving grounds with pet her Yuki. It was dark and not a soul around. The sound of a soft breeze traveling across the fields filled the silence and wafted smell of fresh morning due. It was early; not even the sun woken up from it slumbers, but the moon was longing for its bed. It is these early hours that she trains. Not too long ago Fumika enhanced Yuki by giving her many forms; each with its own special powers. “Okay Yuki are you ready?” The bird hawk gives a nod and flies into the air. “Solar Flare!” Yuki’s feathers burst into flames making her look like a phoenix. With a screech she attacks the dummy hitting each limb with lightning speed. For month the two of them practiced perfecting Yuki’s accuracy. With the power up from solar flare she was able to hit multiple points so quickly that a normal person wouldn’t have time to react. Despite Yuki being on fire she did not set her target on flame. She flies back to her master with the first rays of the sun’s morning light shining behind her and lands on her master shoulder. Yet Fumika neither did burn nor felt pain; the fires more of an illusion. The blaze showed with light but provided no heat. “Good job, Yuki.” Fumika then reaches into her pack and gives Yuki a treat.