You own me like whispers in poetry

She took a breath as he turned and pointed out the spot they were already in. From her time watching in the training ring and working with Wylan she imagined watching herself as she posed. But that became too difficult to imagine so she decided to try and embody one of the fighters. She mirrored the pose she had seen a few times, her head level, her knees braced, and her nose just tipped down slightly, ready to spring in any direction. She rolled her shoulders and flinched, one still hurt from a few days ago and from their fun last night.

"Speech"