Rising up from the ground
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He grimaced in paid, he had landed on his tail and stubbed the furred appendage but it was really mostly his pride that was bruised. He fisted a hand through his hair, pushing the dusty brown locks back from his face. He worked with Neela, letting her control his body and direct him as she saw fit, the stance became less and less strange to him the more he practiced it, it was still incredibly weird to have so much balance on one leg but he was beginning to get it down more stable after about fifteen minutes of constant correction.

He watched her second demonstration with a more reserved admiration, it was a lot lot harder than it looked, and his opinion and respect of the woman had gone up considerably in the last thirty minutes or so they had spent together. Finally he was ready to try it again, sliding into the now familiar set of motions, the Knight brought up his right leg, twisting and snapping his foot forwards, bending like Neela had shown him. He could still feel the wobbly tough in his stationary leg, as though it were threatening to give way below him. He staggered away as his kick hit and knocked him off balance, although this time he didn't fall over but it took some quick footwork to prevent that.


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