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Avantika · 12-16-2020, 10:58 AM

Avantika wasn't as nervy at Rudy's standing up, since it was slower and more predictable, although she was hyper-focused on every movement he made. She realized she was still hunched over and straightened herself out until she was standing almost normally, though still far from anything resembling dominance. She gave a small, shy smile. It's okay to be nervous, right? That's what we're doing this fighting training for. So you don't have to be so scared. She tried to reassure herself, even though a knot was forming in her belly at the thought of actually being attacked by another wolf.

He began their lesson by advising her on stances. Thankfully, he demonstrated, so she didn't have to worry about misinterpreting his words. She copied him carefully, lowering her head exactly as he did. She was familiar with more defensive positions primarily from instinct. And experience. But this seemed different. Defending and attacking, both at the same time.

Glare. Look confident. She couldn't suppress the prickle of nerves as Rudy glared just to her side. He's not going to hurt you. He's fine. He wouldn't be teaching you if he didn't like you. Now it was her turn. She could be scary, right? She could certainly be scared. There had to be some connection there. Fake it until you make it. She stiffened her legs, her hackles rising, and let herself slip out of her submissive posture. Be scary. She glared with everything she had. Not at Rudy, but at the ground to the side of him. Her anxiety seemed to shut off for a moment, as she focused on making herself perfect. She growled, a low, rumbling sound, that she didn't notice sounded a lot like her father's growl.

"speak"

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