With all the force of a great typhoon

He attempted to provoke her to an attack, but fell short at her stunned expression and denial. He sighed. Training was going to be very short lived if she could do nothing to attack back. Perhaps if she would not initiate, then she would defend. He began to walk, stalking towards her. “If you will not attack, then defend yourself ” He ordered, his voice a snarl as he broke into a run, closing the distance between them in two short strides. Aiming to collide his shoulder with hers.

She was a little wee thing, and he very carefully balanced himself to use only a fraction of his strength as he did so. He was attempting to provoke a response, not to break her.


"Sirius Fatalis"