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Shake the Nerves

Lia



Lia

Vedia
Ovate

Master Fighter (240)

Expert Healer (145)

An icon representing the specialty Knight Knight

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
199
size
Large
build
Light
posts
313

The Ooze Participant
07-09-2022, 10:21 PM

Briar began with the basics of defence. Lia had gone over these a few times, but knew a refresher was a good idea. She let herself fall into the poses as Briar demonstrated them. Whenever Lia needed a little bit of a nudge to get them just right, she found herself hoping that her Mistress would linger with her touch on Lia’s legs. Her feelings for Briar still felt new and strange to her, and she found herself blushing at the thought. Sex was not unfamiliar to her, but the more rare and precious things like trust and mutual appreciation were.

When Briar’s lesson got to the horns, she demonstrated by lowering them towards Lia. The fire-marked girl watched for a moment. Letting her eyes grace over Briar’s bowed head and was (mostly) successful in keeping her thoughts professional.

When she lowered her own head, she found the position awkward to both lower the antlers, and keep an eye on Briar. It would take some getting accustomed to to get it right, but the idea of a sharp barrier between herself and a threat was a nice one. She wanted to get this right.

Briar began to move then, circling around Lia to demonstrate the right way to keep her horns between herself and the fire marked girl. Lia watched her as she moved and kept her eyes up and antlers down. It was clear that Briar had much practice in fighting with her antlers. When she declared it was Lia’s turn, the red toned wolf lowered her own antlers again. Keeping her eyes up and began to move a little around Briar. She found it difficult to concentrate on her form. To keep her paws in the right balance, and the rest of her body aligned as she kept her horns lowered. So far, Lia wasn’t finding this stressful. They were just practising some stances together. There was no mention of her striking at her Mistress in mock combat. “How am I doing?” she asked after she had moved her angle a few times.


WC: 347
Total: 1246

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