Don't fall

“Uncle Charlie?”  Did Kotori know a Charlie?  It sure wasn’t coming to him. “You learn by doing.  Though, I’d agree with a practice blade instead of a real one until you have enough experience.  A metal weapon is for real fights, not for spars.  That means even for warriors.”  At least that was what Kotori believed.  Would he have felt that way when he was a youth trying so hard to prove himself?  Nah, he’d want the real thing to prove himself.  

“Use that for now.  You should go to the hallows.  Maybe they would be willing to teach you how to make one for yourself.  Maybe you could barter for one?”  Kotori took his position again, finding rocks that had him just about on level with Wylan,  his back legs actually in a different rock slightly lower down so he could spread himself out better.

“Let's make the first round fast.  You can attack, I’ll defend and attack back.  After that, if you feel confident enough we can go faster.  This is learning, not a real fight so we go at what pace works for you.  This is a great time for trial and error.  Try things, if they don’t work you know to try something else.”


Kotori Fatalis