Day of Season 513
Common | Canine | Thoughts
The Kelvic had never thought of it that way. Practice to know how to respond in a real situation. It made sense, Sei made sense, so Halona resolved to pay more attention to the basics as he said. Shifting limbs into the allotted positions in which Sei probed them she looked at him for approval. She attempted to relax her muscles more and ease into the stance. It felt comfortable almost natural and yet it still seemed a little odd. Holding her hands defensively in front instead of curled by her sides, fists balled instead of hooked like claws. It took a little getting used to but she managed to put up with it and fought reverting back to her old habits.
Avidly watching her teacher demonstrate the technique he referred to as a punch she took mental notes like any good and willing student. Amber eyes observed how Sei threw out his arm in a precise and practiced motion, extending it sharply from its previous bend then returning it back ready to defend. It was fascinating and she eagerly gave it a try at Sei’s indication.
Trying to adhere to the other Kelvic’s advice, the blonde pictured the Kelvic tiger’s punch how he turned his body slightly as he extending his limb and tried to copy it. Try wasn’t even the word for it, focusing so much on trying to get the technique perfect she was literally putting her arm forward in slow motion. It must have seen as if she was mocking her teacher and she quickly recalled her arm. Lips pursed, she threw forth a sloppy punch in her haste to produce something worthwhile. She threw a couple more, sloppier than the last frustrated that they didn’t own up to Sei’s. Then she stopped, looking up at the dark haired main abruptly, impatience seething through her voice she asked. “Just how long does it take to learn this…punch?”
It was taking forever and though she was a patient enough hunter, she was not a patient learner. She wanted to learn this skill now, master it now, use it on an enemy or spare with Sei, now. Her expression was that of a spoiled child, so used to getting what she wanted when she wanted it. Impatient, frustrated and annoyed.