Lessons with Grandpa

As each wolf moved to comply, he scrutinised their movements. He saw Wynter overcompensate, then under. Before he could move to show her, she got it right. He nodded his head at her, approval in his eyes. His eyes moved to Whisper, who’s look of concentration was so adorable he had to struggle not to brush a kiss against her crown. He gave her an approving nod as well, before moving on to Wylan. The other boy was trying to copy his siblings, instead of the Warlord. “Eyes on me Wylan, like this” he said, bouncing his old knees a little to show him again.

He chuckled at Warden. “The centre of yourself. Think of it like this…” he grabbed a twig and placed it across his pad. “If the twig is leaning too far to the left, or too far to the right, it’ll fall” he said, letting the twig fall, he grabbed it again. “But if you find its centre, you can balance it indefinitely.” He said, letting the little twig balance perfectly across his pad. “Your body is like this twig, it needs to find its balance, so if a wolf pushes you, you won't fall.” he explained. “Are you balanced up there, Zion?” he asked, giving his body a very gentle shake to see how well she rode it out.


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