Wheeling Gull Isle and i smashed those tiny mirrors inside of your skull

Back and forth and back again. Fall again and again, growl, get up and start over. It's a monotonous task that makes him more and more frustrated by the minute. He wanted to see quick results, but that was impossible without endless hours of practice. So rather than giving up, he kept on going; that is until he spotted someone in his peripheral vision. 

Her presence threw off his focus. Orochi gasped, then tripped and tumbled soon after. Embarrassment flushed his cheeks. How long had she been standing there? More importantly; how many times had she seen him fall?

Orochi clumsily leaped to his paws and snarled. He wanted to tell her off, but everything that came out of his mouth was flustered nonsense. What are you—err—who are you- He whipped his head from side to side. Quit watching me you creep!