Lion Head Mesa lenimentus

Siptah stood across the Imperator, meeting his gaze with only some nervousness. He examined the older male's posture, attempting to replicate it; his body wanted to keep his paws apart, to balance the weight, and he swayed slightly as he forced his paws together. Exhaling sharply, the Prince looked again to Germanicus' form, and he replicated it decently this time. "What comes after stance?" he asked in a would-be casual voice, hoping he wasn't about to be attacked.