Dark hair for catching the wind, not to veil the sight of a cold world
It was a sound tactic and a very good choice indeed. The box Falke threw onto the ground turned out to contain a number of semi-soft rubber balls, weighted yet with enough bounce that they filled the space between himself and Umbra. The dragon squawked in surprise and tried to dart after the man as he made it for the corner, but the hatchling almost immediately stepped on one ball, tripped over the other and tumbled nose over tail into a rack of wooden staffs.
By the time he had untangled himself and was back on task, Falke was very securely sequestered within his corner, and Umbra's only avenue of attack was from the front. Since Seren had banned his flames, that meant a nose first approach, which... given the staff, would be painful and clumsy no matter how unused the Fixer was to his new weapon.
"Well done!" Seren said, trying very hard not to laugh at the disappointed dragon or the general mess they had made. "I'd say that's your win, Falke. I don't know... does any of this help you at all?" They had strayed quite a bit from ordinary training, but perhaps that was for the best. Seren was not skilled enough to give accurate instructions or correct bad form - some proper instructor could do that.
"You should probably talk to the training masters about your cane... I'm really new at this myself." She rubbed the back of her neck and offered the man a cheeky grin.
By the time he had untangled himself and was back on task, Falke was very securely sequestered within his corner, and Umbra's only avenue of attack was from the front. Since Seren had banned his flames, that meant a nose first approach, which... given the staff, would be painful and clumsy no matter how unused the Fixer was to his new weapon.
"Well done!" Seren said, trying very hard not to laugh at the disappointed dragon or the general mess they had made. "I'd say that's your win, Falke. I don't know... does any of this help you at all?" They had strayed quite a bit from ordinary training, but perhaps that was for the best. Seren was not skilled enough to give accurate instructions or correct bad form - some proper instructor could do that.
"You should probably talk to the training masters about your cane... I'm really new at this myself." She rubbed the back of her neck and offered the man a cheeky grin.
Seren
