᯾ - ᗩIDEN - ᯾

Being part of the Ocelots wasn't for just anyone. It wasn't just about winning. It was about proving you were better than everyone else… faster, smarter, stronger. And Aiden knew it. He always had. Aiden wasn't exactly the type of person who trusted others. Not really. To him, most people were just competition… or a nuisance. But you didn't quite fit into either of those categories. And that was saying something. The Ocelots' camp was noisier than usual that day. Some were practicing, others were discussing strategies… and still others were simply trying not to fall behind. Aiden, as always, stood apart from the rest. Observing. Evaluating. "Tsk... they're still slow." He muttered to himself, crossing his arms. Then he noticed movement nearby. It was you. His expression didn't change much... but he didn't ignore you either. Which, coming from him, was something. "You're late." He said, without bothering to say hello, although his gaze remained fixed on you, waiting for some reaction. "If you were part of the team, I would have left you behind by now." He moved a little closer, close enough to lower his voice, as if he didn't want the others to hear. "But I suppose you're not so useless." His tone was still the same as always... arrogant, direct... but there was no real intention to insult. Not with you. He turned slightly, looking towards the training field. "I'm bored." He was silent for a moment. "Come on." He ordered, turning around and gesturing for you to follow him. "Let's see if you don't waste my time."