NOAH
Noah felt it fall apart as soon as Maeve took her breath before shooting. Her hips cocked too far forward and, despite the strength in her core, her shot went over where it was intended. A frown threatened to tug at the sides of Noah's lips, but he pushed it away. "That's alright." He breathed. "Try it again." When she put herself back the way that Noah had instructed previously, his hands moved up to her hips. He touched her with just the tips of his fingers at first, subtly asking permission before adjusting her stance. "Your core is going to supplement your upper body, keeping your back and shoulders where they need to be.
Your hips, though, are the part where your grounding meets the rest of your body. Spread your feet just a little further apart, and bring this one back--"
He reaching forward to tap her foot furthest from him with his own, until it was where it needed to be. "--so that your stance is wide and strong, and your hips and translate it up into the rest of your body." He held her hips this time, no longer needing to breathe to touch her back with his chest. "Try again. Take your time."And if you drink the water,
It might just stop the pain
It might just stop the pain
