Reincarnated as the Chapter 25: Camara’s Training

Chapter 25: Camara's Training

Another week passed quickly enough, and my little baby Camara was no longer that little.

Standing almost as tall as , she had reached her early adolescent phase, her muscles developing and her antlers sprouting.

Smiling at her as she timidly stood before , I ruffled her long dark brown hair, making my daughter press her head further against my hand.

"Co on Camara! We start now!"

Rhefia was standing in the center of the clearing, a long wooden spear in each hand.

Determining that our daughter had reached the right age, Rhefia was going to teach her how to handle weapons, and eventually take her out on a hunt.

Moving to sit on the stairs, I groaned lightly as my back managed to get so relief from the more pronounced bump of our next child.

Tossing Camara a spear, I watched as our timid daughter hesitantly caught it, standing opposite Rhefia.

Draped in a similar vest to her dama, Camara hefted the spear and stared at Rhefia, who dropped into a stance.

Leaning back and enjoying so rest, I watched on as my daughter started attempting to mirror Rhefia, awkwardly lowering herself and spacing her hands out on the spear shaft.

"No no no! Hands further apart, knees bent a little more... Good! Keep that stance!"

Rhefia barked out at out daughter, making her flinch.

Frowning slightly, I wanted to rebuke Rhefia, however I knew that all that would do would be stinting our daughters growth.

Of course, after this first training session, if Camara didn't want to continue on, then she wouldn't; she was not going to be forced into sothing she didn't want to do.

So, I continued to watch as Rhefia demonstrated various strikes with a spear, having Camara replicate them.

Attempting to commit them to mory, I intently observed the two Deerkin as they practiced more spear techniques.

Every move was a mixture of stretching ones body as far as possible as well as using specific muscles to get as much power from each strike as you could.

It looked uncomplicated, but considering how Camara struggled slightly with the coordination...

Well, I don't know if I'd be able to do this if I didn't have a system to give

skills...

Minutes passed in a flash, and my daughter was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, her chocolate skin glistening in the afternoon light.

Getting up, I entered the house and started to prepare sothing quick and light for them to eat; going with a bowl of pre-smoked at and greens, I made a salad before heading back outside, the two bowls and two small cups in my hands.

Setting the bowls on the stairs, I filled the cups with water from the pond before waiting for them to finish up.

"Alright! Good job, Camara!"

Panting, Camara nodded before gulping, stuttering "T-Thank you... dama..."

Staggering over to the stairs, Camara groaned as she sat down, her body likely aching.

Rhefia seed perfectly fine, the only sign of her training being a single bead of sweat that trailed down her cheek.

Leaning over, I gently wiped it from her smooth skin, making her smirk at

before pressing her lips against mine.

Enjoying a deep, passionate kiss, we pulled apart when Camara coughed, her cheeks slightly dark as she stared at us.

Blushing as I realized that I had done that in front of my daughter, I scurried away from Rhefia, much to her disappointnt.

As the two ate, I saw Camara frowning slightly, her eyes flickering over to

every once in awhile.

Concerned about her, I asked her "Camara, what's wrong?