will I really learn

She decided not to grace that with a comment. She was using his help right now after all, and… possibly getting him into trouble doing it. She continued to watch his body as he made small shifts. She knew it would take a while before she herself felt comfortable like this. SHe didn’t want to forget the posture in her thoughts, since she knew her body would be shit at remembering until it was comfortable. She’d need quiet moments here and there to practise. Maybe one day she wouldn’t be such an easy target.

She touched a paw to her face before she could stop herself, lightly pressing against the new injury there. Surely Oleander didn’t really mean for her to defend herself. Not when as she was, she was so easy to hit when she annoyed him. She took a short, quick breath. “I don’t really have permission to be here.” Hey! Maybe she could use the new flight position to run if Wilder took offence to that. She rolled her weight back, like he had just described.


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