Seren
I'm ready to start the conquest of spaces
Reaching the starlight and silver fields
Reaching the starlight and silver fields
It didn't hurt so he didn't have to look so concerned. Seren was more afraid of hurting someone else than of the pain itself. Eager and willing, she watched with keen interest how Saiden danced away from her lithe jabs, and when he measured out the slow punch a second time, the girl tried to mimic what he had done.
It was harder than it looked. Something akin to rhythm was needed in order not to trip over her own feet. Seren had the basics of stepping down, but she was fairly clumsy in how she did it. That was not good enough; Saiden's fist still reached her, though this time she didn't stagger from it.
"Again!" the child demanded, scowling in concentration. She came back to markher punches once more - one-two - and then tried to get ahead of the punch by beginning to move back even before Saiden had done anything.
Maybe that was the trick; to be ahed of the other person.
It was harder than it looked. Something akin to rhythm was needed in order not to trip over her own feet. Seren had the basics of stepping down, but she was fairly clumsy in how she did it. That was not good enough; Saiden's fist still reached her, though this time she didn't stagger from it.
"Again!" the child demanded, scowling in concentration. She came back to markher punches once more - one-two - and then tried to get ahead of the punch by beginning to move back even before Saiden had done anything.
Maybe that was the trick; to be ahed of the other person.
Come with the night the science of fighting
The forces of gravity
The forces of gravity
