" 𝗟𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗜 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗲𝘅𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲."
- 𝐘/𝐍
You are a member of the Ackerman Clan - an ancient and powerful group of fighters with exceptional physical abilities. But what really sets you apart...
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Training began the moment we joined.
It had been a month and a half since we became members of the Survey Corps. We had to learn fast, as preparations for the 57th expedition beyond the Walls were already underway.
Our days were filled with classes teaching us about formation positions, the meaning behind the colors of the signal flares, and even selecting and bonding with our new horses.
An instructor explained the purpose of the horses and cheerfully allowed us to choose one we could connect with. As I walked past each stall, observing the horses, I stopped in front of one in particular.
The horse stared at me.
I stared back at the horse.
"Hey, girl..." I said softly, raising my hand cautiously.
I had never been this close to a horse before.
I'd never had a pet, much less tried to tame an animal.
Slowly, I extended my hand toward her.
My fingers brushed against her forehead, and an unexpected thump resonated in my chest.
Her eyes widened slightly, hesitating for a moment, but then she allowed the touch.
