Stir the coals

“If you knew just how aware I was of every whisper of your body…” his voice was husky and warm as she asked if that was so. Ignita's presence certainly sparked something inside of him.


When he swatted her, it brought her to a stand still, and he could see her kind whirling as she considered what he said. Leading her in the complete wrong direction, despite the small introduction he had given her in defences shortly after they had met.


He refrained from the urge of rubbing his forehead. He knew her mind leaned towards academics and the physical of learning the depths of which a body could move was unknown to her. “Not those kind of defences, Ignita. I'm referring to the positioning of your body. When we the warriors refer to defences we are talking about how you hold your body. Your paws, you ears, your tail, the way you hold your head and find your balance.”