Things were not going well for her, but there was little she could do about that now. That was part of the reason Amaretto now sat still with her eyes heavily lidded and fixed on nothing in particular. She couldn't remember how she knew how to do this only that she did and she enjoyed it. She let the breath flow from her lips smoothly as she got to her paws. Once standing she paused on the tips of her toes; her legs bent and her tail held loosely behind her. After a beat she transitioned slowly into a low crouch being sure to time the movements with her breath. She raised one forefoot, the pose very much like a pointing bird dog, and then held it while she breathed. "Speech"|"Ademre"

Valdís stalked back to her den, Jynette trailing behind and giving the she-wolf plenty of space. Valdís had been in a mood but she couldn't quite figure out why. She supposed it was indecisiveness about her future, restlessness about her current position. She was a warrior of Legion and for the longest time that was what she'd been content with. She'd never thought to aspire higher. Yet, the stress lately of patrol and the desire to be of more use coupled with her uncertainty of what she wanted for her future with her lover… it was a mix that had stripped away her security. Everything now seemed replaced with uncertainty. Valdís was desperate to make a decision but worry tugged at her mind. What was the right decision? Where would her talents be put to the best use in Legion? She paused as she noticed the former "trespasser" holding an unusual pose then moving in a slow, methodical manner to another. They hadn't met on the best terms and she supposed she should go apologize but pride stopped her. In her mind she still had done exactly as Chaos would have expected her. Still, that didn't mean she needed to give the girl a cold shoulder forever. She approached quietly and respectfully, head tilting just slightly to her right. "Stretching for some physical activity or is this a ritual of some kind?" "Talk" "You" Think

Tyrian approached the captive liar warily. He didn't like being made a fool of and he'd felt foolish for not recognizing the signs of a trespasser when they'd met that day. Still his feelings towards the woman didn't outweigh his curiosity. He'd spied her weirdness from a distance and been intrigued by her slow and deliberate movements. It was likely he wouldn't have approached had not Valdis done so first. Seeing the confident warrior woman approach settled it for him. If she could so could he.

The boy abandoned his place under the shady, drooping arms of a forsythia bush and trotted after Valdis. He hung back as she asked her question and then, because Valdis was squarely between him and Amaretto, leaned far out to his left to peek around Valdis' rump and cocked his head. Maybe if this was interesting he'd get closer. For now he was content to keep his distance.

Amaretto smoothly transitioned into another pose. As she did so she let her breath out slowly and savored the weight of it. She noticed how her diaphragm felt as it pressed the air in her lungs up and out. Noticed the faint tickle of air leaving her nose. Her world might have narrowed down to these small details had not the quiet approach of Valdis not caught her attention. Though her head remained where it was and her eyes stayed unfocused one ear swiveled to monitor the progress of the approaching warrior.

The Ademre woman was quiet for a moment as she debated how much of her attention she should give Valdis. Though she didn't begrudge the woman for her actions the day they'd met - she wasn't narcissistic enough to think she didn't deserve it - Amaretto wasn't sure how to feel about Valdis let alone know if she wanted to share these details with her. Meditation and ketan, though her connection to these things was still a mystery to her, felt important. Sacred even. She didn't know if she could share that with this stranger. Or the boy creeping up behind her for that matter.

She glanced at Valdis before going back to her starting position. "I suppose you could call them rituals. They're...things my people do - things I do - when I need to think. Ketan, the movements, are for the body, and the breathing that goes with it is for the mind."

Valdís flicked her right ear back at the sound of approaching paws but she didn't remove her eyes from the woman. The scent spoke to Tyrian's approach but he didn't leap into the conversation and didn't bring any news so she opted to leave him be for the moment. She was curious despite herself and this curiosity only grew as Amaretto explained that they were rituals intended to help the body as well as the mind. She could understand the movements of the body, they seemed like warm ups to her or perhaps some form of training. Some poses for strength, others for flexibility. The breathing however… that was something. "How does breathing go with the mind? Do you need to be inducted into a religion to practice this?" "Talk" "You" Think