POW! With a tremendous force the launching pad sent Ferrinas soaring through the sky over the dense woodland, his coat pushed back and flapping with the speed of his launch. As he fell, he nonchalantly checked his Dust, ammo, and a pouch of small iron ingots shaped like coins. [i]"This will be fun."[/i] he thought, activating his semblance. Transparant blue lines appeared that he knew led from his chest to every sorce of iron nearby. [i]"I don't need a partner, they will only slow me down."[/i] As he neared the tree tops, he grabbed an ingot and threw it in front of himself and Pushed. Nothing happend for a split second, then with a jerk he began to fly upwards, his coat snaping from the sudden change in direction. His Push had proppelled the coin down untill it hit the ground. When it did, it was like he was pushing against the ground. Still flying forward with his initial momentum, and Pushing against the coin, he flipped out another ingot and Pushed sending him back up into the air. "Wooohoooo!!!" He yelled. In this way he covered a lot of ground very quickly. He could keep this up untill he ran out of ingots, but he wanted to conserve his supply. So, decending quickly, he threw out an ingot, but this time he gently Pushed against it, slowing his decent into the trees. As he passed a big thick oak, he reached out with his fistform claw and sunk his fingertips into the bark. He wrapped around the tree in a decending spiral, untill he was low enough to turn the rest of his momentum into a roll. He sprand to his feet, looked around and realized, with a sinking feeling, that he had fallen right into the midst of a massive Ursa pack. After a breif moment of surprise the pack charged him as one."Son of a----!" "ROAAAARRR!!!!"