A different sort of dance

Tachi was a good boy and listened, better than any of the others if you asked him. His ears flicked forward as he nodded along, what his mum was said was all making sense and was easy to follow. She had to be the best teacher ever, just had a way of making her children come out the other end feeling smarter. Either way, Tachi made a point of mimicking her instructions. He tucked his chin, did his best to do the same with his nubby tail as he took up a stance. Dainty and light on his paws, ready to spring into action at a moment's notice. But not too springy, apparently, lest he tire himself out.

It was a hard line to walk, one that'd take lots of practice. Good thing he had lots of time then, and even more people to push him in the right direction.