Jailbird's Free

永程

"Sirius," Yong Cheng responded, as he surveyed the sparring area. Sirius had demarcated what were to be the bounds of their arena; Yong Cheng supposed he wasn't to cross those lines until the spar was over. He was a little nervous, but he tried not to show it. Usually he defused conflict or tried to escape from it. When caught face-to-face, he fought until he had an opening to run. This was the first time he'd have to see a fight through to the finish.

In answer, Yong Cheng dipped his head, shuffling his limbs into what resembled a coiled spring, though in action and manner he seemed more like a snake. His actions, while unfamiliar to him, still came with a natural grace. He pulled his ears flat against his skull, tail tucked between his legs to protect his belly. His neck was bowed, hidden as much as it could be in the folds of his skin and fur. As far as defence went, he only knew what instincts he had been born with.

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