One foot in front of the other

Keldava Wolfe-Denahlii · 06-14-2012, 07:12 AM

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For the most part it was a quiet and peaceful day. The birds were singing, the sun was shining and the residents of Cercatori D’Arte were either inactive or well away from the area Keldava was in. The only thing that spoiled the silence was the occasional loud yelp, coming from the small clearing that Keldava was in as the adolescent canine took another tumble to the ground.

Keldava growled angrily as she picked herself up off the ground. She had spent the morning so far trying to train her new body for fighting but she wasn;t making much progress. While she could walk fairly well now in Optime form and even run sometimes trying to learn to fight was a whole other beast, especially since all that Keldava could really do was try and emulate the few times she had seen her mother or another canine fighting in Optime. Consequently she had spent her time thus far doing less fighting and more either throwing sloppy, misaimed punches or not even managing that and simply falling to the floor in a heap. Her backside and muzzle were covered in bruises and her fur had a fair coating of dust and grass, in one case mud from when she had fallen face first into a puddle.

Her knives lay in a pile along with the leather used to hold them to her thighs at the side of the clearing. Keldava had – wisely – deduced that attempting to use the knives while she was in a state where she couldn’t even punch or kick very well would be an extremely bad idea.

With a heavy sigh Keldava moved herself back into rough approximation of a fighting stance and started again, moving slowly through a series of clumsy punches and trying not to trip herself up this time.

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