Shrike would blink a bit in surprise as the woman offered him a comforting touch. He didn’t know her that well, and yet here she was trying to offer him some sort of comfort. His frown didn’t fade, though his ears twitched as he listened to her speak. Spunk? He would give a soft sigh. No no, she had it all wrong. Making mistakes was no good either, especially if you made a lot of them! But to respect his elders he would try to focus on her words... Humor her in a sense, and pay attention to a lesson he was dreading.
So it mattered how he walked? He would frown with uncertainty as she went on again, watching her do it first. She moved forward so slowly... How was that supposed to work when you were going fast? He’d lower himself to the ground, trying to mimic her movements. He didn’t understand what she meant to imagine the ground as his family. If the ground was his family he certainly wouldn’t be stepping on it! He would stumble after a step or two, catching himself with a huff.
“Nnghhhrr!” He’d growl in frustration. He’d look at Limno again, ears flicking back. “How is this supposed to help me? The ground being my family? That doesn’t make any sense. It’s weird!”
