Moonspear BWP5—siren

He lowered his head to watch Hydra's slower demonstration, taking note of the way her toes curled and the angle of her foot as she made her approach. He observed how far she drew it back and the quick method she used to strike them into the air. The individual steps seemed easy to him, but was that not always the case? Each step on its own was simple but putting them together in a concerted, smooth manner was always the trickiest part.

Dragomir found another cluster of pebbles to try again with, and again he got the scooping motion and the angle wrong, sending the pebbles more horizontal than vertical. Flattening his ears, the boy glowered at the rocks, but was quick to promise, I'll keep practicing until I get it. Without any real fighting experience of his own, putting him rather behind other wolves his age in that department, Dragomir would need to resort to such tactics in the future as he learned. Anything to get the upper edge.

Is there anything else you can do with your surroundings? he wondered, turning captivated eyes to Hydra for further instruction.