Nothing in the cage of my Ribcage

Ashton continued his own version of shadow boxing against the troll, doing his best to visualize its size, and speed. In the future he would need to handle much more dangerous beings, and he's still only at the first step struggling to develop his own power source. In the lull of his training, and his frustration all the events of the past few days came rushing in. Once more his fathers death played before his eyes, his first kill, his first change, and meeting Isabella. Since then he's been on a better path, being able to throw himself into anything that doesn't require thinking about his dad. But not making swift progress has started to bring in frustration. During his emotional moment his body morphed back down. Crumbled in on himself he took a moment to actually grieve, and process the trauma he's been through.