Tiffanian
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Re: Destined Union (Jenna)
How backwards Jenna’s new husband seemed to be… nervous in moments of peaceful quiet, calm in the chaos of battle. She would have to adjust her usage of leisure time to please him in all likelihood. In any case, the sparring session with her father began soon afterward, and the backseat fighting began in earnest from the moment she took up her fighting stance, the Griffin criticizing it from the edge of the cliff. She grumbled under her breath until her father came over to help her out, giving her actual instruction as to how to fix her stance properly. It took some effort to try and beat some of the homebrewed flaws in her style even at just this early part of the proceedings, and she struggled to keep pace with her dad throughout the training. The lizardgirl’s technique would take some time to sort out and fix, and a lot of hard work… it felt like a daunting task, but one she would have to undertake with all due seriousness.
The day seemed to pass by far too quickly, not enough hours to get the work done that she felt like she needed to do, but by the time the sun had set she had at least a decent grasp on the proper fundamentals again. All she needed to do was confirm her positioning and get used to the speed of combat, and the basics would be in her grasp once more. As they were finishing up her father mentioned that she should have a talk with her mother about incorporating magic into her fighting, which made her sigh… Jenna had always doubted just a little bit that she was capable of mastering magic, and learning from her mother was always a bit of a trial. "I guess I am" she replied, turning to look at the Griffin. "I’m kind of dreading it, but there’s no other option if I ever want to amount to more than average. I’ll probably need it just to be a proper match for him."
How backwards Jenna’s new husband seemed to be… nervous in moments of peaceful quiet, calm in the chaos of battle. She would have to adjust her usage of leisure time to please him in all likelihood. In any case, the sparring session with her father began soon afterward, and the backseat fighting began in earnest from the moment she took up her fighting stance, the Griffin criticizing it from the edge of the cliff. She grumbled under her breath until her father came over to help her out, giving her actual instruction as to how to fix her stance properly. It took some effort to try and beat some of the homebrewed flaws in her style even at just this early part of the proceedings, and she struggled to keep pace with her dad throughout the training. The lizardgirl’s technique would take some time to sort out and fix, and a lot of hard work… it felt like a daunting task, but one she would have to undertake with all due seriousness.
The day seemed to pass by far too quickly, not enough hours to get the work done that she felt like she needed to do, but by the time the sun had set she had at least a decent grasp on the proper fundamentals again. All she needed to do was confirm her positioning and get used to the speed of combat, and the basics would be in her grasp once more. As they were finishing up her father mentioned that she should have a talk with her mother about incorporating magic into her fighting, which made her sigh… Jenna had always doubted just a little bit that she was capable of mastering magic, and learning from her mother was always a bit of a trial. "I guess I am" she replied, turning to look at the Griffin. "I’m kind of dreading it, but there’s no other option if I ever want to amount to more than average. I’ll probably need it just to be a proper match for him."