Zoey sighed and melted through the shadows of the corner of the room into her own, locking the door. Sitting cross-legged, she turned her magic in on it's self to create an illusion in her head. The illusion was surround with flat, steel walls. In her paws, one of her throwing stars, and in front of her a terminal. The room was blank, like a movie traing room, and the terminal had only one, glowing button; 'begin'. She tapped the button and began the training exercise, striking each 5 centimeter diameter circular target levitating in an area around her. The advantages of this form of mental training was that it could be done nearly anywhere, it was low energy, and it helped visualizing the follow through. With her confidence in her prior field work, she figured this would be enough for the mission.