We won't insult Koa by saying he jumps at the sound of Hadama's voice, but no amount of denial can cover his flinch, or the animal fear that briefly clouds his face. It's gone as quickly as it appears, melting into warm relief as he recognizes the King. ”Lord Hadama. It’s good to see you, too.” Good to see any friendly face, after so many weeks alone.
With a final stretch of his shoulders and neck, Koa squares into a combat position. ”So I have a sort of weird request - I need to stay as still as possible while fighting. Figured it’d be easier with me stuck on this rock.” He shrugs half-apologetically, smile crooked. ”I thought maybe we could do some stances? I used to practice them with my mom.” He demonstrates by extending his arm, half-bent and palm vertical. The other hand is kept close to his chest, ready to block a blow. ”The goal is to get a body touch - and to block them,” Koa explains, hoping he’s made his intention clear.
With a final stretch of his shoulders and neck, Koa squares into a combat position. ”So I have a sort of weird request - I need to stay as still as possible while fighting. Figured it’d be easier with me stuck on this rock.” He shrugs half-apologetically, smile crooked. ”I thought maybe we could do some stances? I used to practice them with my mom.” He demonstrates by extending his arm, half-bent and palm vertical. The other hand is kept close to his chest, ready to block a blow. ”The goal is to get a body touch - and to block them,” Koa explains, hoping he’s made his intention clear.
