Wiping the sweat off of her brow, Tony turned towards the girl their instructor had told her was her assigned partner for the last work out. She offered the Hispanic girl a lopsided smile as she made her way over. Once there, Tony reached her hand out. "Mornin' to you," the Australian drawled, a hint of amusement layering her tone. She gave the girl a once-over and nodded. She was pretty. Real pretty. But that wasn't all. Oh no, she also looked as if she could kick Tony's ass, and boy did Tony like a challenge.
Now, ever since she'd gotten to the school a week ago, give or take, she had met an array of interesting people - and of course, some not. Now, Tony could only hope that this girl was as good as she seemed. She'd rather not get paired with some dum dum who could barely move around - which, honestly, was easy for Tony to say, given her power.
Now, the neat thing about having a feline physiology, was that her movements were sleek and graceful and more often than not, superior to normal people, who didn't have some kind of power that enhanced them in some way. "Name's Tony, by the by. Looks like I'm your partner for the day," she continued, piercing blue eyes staring at the girl, gleaming playfully through the dark bangs falling in front of her face.