Happenstance

Ludovic's mismatched eyes held a determined glint as he absorbed his father's words. He nodded slowly, his gaze unwavering from Aresenn's intense stare. The sharpness in his father's voice hadn't gone unnoticed, but Ludovic understood the reason behind it. Ludovic was desperate to reach his parents' expectations.

“Okay, dad.” Ludovic replied, his voice steady and thoughtful. He adjusted his stance, carefully aligning his paws as Aresenn had demonstrated. Shoulders-width apart, just as instructed. The young boy could feel the difference immediately – the solid foundation, a sense of control over his movements. His ears twitched as he felt out the movement once, then twice.

“Like this?” He asked, seeking his father's approval. Ludovic's muscles tensed, his body alert and ready. He wanted to prove that he was capable. He would prove it.


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