Lessons
08-22-2014, 11:39 PM
Walk | Talk | Think
She could tell that she had likely offended him and his preference for fighting, but it only began to matter to the girl when she thought it might hinder her chances of learning once she had finally asked a question. On any given day, fighting would be the farthest thing from her mind, the whole of it pointless and rather barbaric in her mind. She did not need a strong bite when her words could cut deeply enough already, and there was no use bulking up when her lanky legs could draw her away from dangers relatively quickly. But as her thoughts crossed to the white male who so often tormented her she knew she needed to up her game, and surprising him by being able to defend herself sounded like a really good surprise for them both.
Thankfully her question seemed to be just what was needed to turn Jak's mood around and he was grinning and wagging his tail excitedly, apparently very eager to teach her what he knew. In comparison, the grey and black girl was focused, straight-faced and attentive and ready to get this lesson under her belt even as he tried to joke. It was no laughing matter to her; if she ran, she would be chased, and it was much too easy for her to be captured if she could not outrun her pursuer. Jak's instruction was thorough, each direction spoken but also acted out by him in a demonstration that the girl watched closely to, noting how he moved himself through the motions, where he stopped, how far he leaped, just how he turned himself when he demonstrated the snap. It all seemed so simple while he did it, his body already familiar with each little move that he made. Could she execute the motions so flawlessly?
Her dark brow had drawn into a frown as she watched and it lingered now as he asked whether she understood his demonstration. "I think so," she answered, though from the look of concentration about her it was likely obvious she was still working over how she might do it if given the chance. She shifted her weight on her grey limbs slightly as she thought, quiet for a moment before she stilled and made herself ask, "Show it again?"
She could tell that she had likely offended him and his preference for fighting, but it only began to matter to the girl when she thought it might hinder her chances of learning once she had finally asked a question. On any given day, fighting would be the farthest thing from her mind, the whole of it pointless and rather barbaric in her mind. She did not need a strong bite when her words could cut deeply enough already, and there was no use bulking up when her lanky legs could draw her away from dangers relatively quickly. But as her thoughts crossed to the white male who so often tormented her she knew she needed to up her game, and surprising him by being able to defend herself sounded like a really good surprise for them both.
Thankfully her question seemed to be just what was needed to turn Jak's mood around and he was grinning and wagging his tail excitedly, apparently very eager to teach her what he knew. In comparison, the grey and black girl was focused, straight-faced and attentive and ready to get this lesson under her belt even as he tried to joke. It was no laughing matter to her; if she ran, she would be chased, and it was much too easy for her to be captured if she could not outrun her pursuer. Jak's instruction was thorough, each direction spoken but also acted out by him in a demonstration that the girl watched closely to, noting how he moved himself through the motions, where he stopped, how far he leaped, just how he turned himself when he demonstrated the snap. It all seemed so simple while he did it, his body already familiar with each little move that he made. Could she execute the motions so flawlessly?
Her dark brow had drawn into a frown as she watched and it lingered now as he asked whether she understood his demonstration. "I think so," she answered, though from the look of concentration about her it was likely obvious she was still working over how she might do it if given the chance. She shifted her weight on her grey limbs slightly as she thought, quiet for a moment before she stilled and made herself ask, "Show it again?"