But if it had to perish twice
Iho
09-09-2021, 12:39 PM
Iho took a pause to pretend to think, as if recalling something lost deep within the labyrinth of his memory. "Hmm... I don't remember seeing any parrots, but now that I think about it, they might have been singing some sea shanties," he quipped back, enjoying the banter he and Kitsune seemed to share with such ease. It was fun being around the wild princess, and as much as she tried to be prim and proper at times, Iho saw the wily nature behind those vibrant blue eyes. The girl shared a similar spirit as he did; a desire to wander and explore and learn and play. Perhaps it was rare circumstance that she had been the one to find him washed up on the shore and saved his life—perhaps it was something more akin to fate. Either way, Iho was enjoying the hand he'd been dealt so far. All earlier thoughts of sneaking off to continue his exploration had been put on indefinite hold. Boreas and Auster were too interesting to abandon now—as was the flameborn little wolf!
He snickered when Kit grumbled about him complimenting her. If there was one thing he'd learned in his time with her, it was how easy it was to push her buttons. He glanced at her again to see her mimicking his motions with more fluid grace, beaming with a wide smile at his young companion. "Yeah, just like that!" he said, bringing himself back to a regular stand, then bowing his front half down to the sand, then slowly pushing his front upright while his back dipped and bowed to stretch his hind legs. "Try to follow the rhythm of the ocean. Listen to the waves, let it be your tempo." He had never shared tai chi with anyone else before, but it felt amazing and intimate with a friend like Kitsune.
The story he told her about how he had met her father was met with frustration and sourness, surprising him a little bit. Her comment about her father was not missed, though Iho did not know the full extent of its impact or meaning. Hattori had been intense and aloof, that was for sure, but surely that was only because Iho had been a stranger to him, right? It couldn't have been the way he was with his own family, right? "Just do as I do. Try to shift your weight and feel the tension pull away from your muscles. Alternate one side, then the next, focusing on breathing as you go." He demonstrated again with another long stretch and deep breath. "Tai chi is as much an exercise for the mind and spirit as it is the body. Just relax, breathe, and follow my lead."
"Kumiho"
He snickered when Kit grumbled about him complimenting her. If there was one thing he'd learned in his time with her, it was how easy it was to push her buttons. He glanced at her again to see her mimicking his motions with more fluid grace, beaming with a wide smile at his young companion. "Yeah, just like that!" he said, bringing himself back to a regular stand, then bowing his front half down to the sand, then slowly pushing his front upright while his back dipped and bowed to stretch his hind legs. "Try to follow the rhythm of the ocean. Listen to the waves, let it be your tempo." He had never shared tai chi with anyone else before, but it felt amazing and intimate with a friend like Kitsune.
The story he told her about how he had met her father was met with frustration and sourness, surprising him a little bit. Her comment about her father was not missed, though Iho did not know the full extent of its impact or meaning. Hattori had been intense and aloof, that was for sure, but surely that was only because Iho had been a stranger to him, right? It couldn't have been the way he was with his own family, right? "Just do as I do. Try to shift your weight and feel the tension pull away from your muscles. Alternate one side, then the next, focusing on breathing as you go." He demonstrated again with another long stretch and deep breath. "Tai chi is as much an exercise for the mind and spirit as it is the body. Just relax, breathe, and follow my lead."
