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[leftthecradle]

The sun is setting over the Milliways lake. The air is crisp and cold, and snow covers the ground in a thick blanket. However, there is a large circle of ground where the snow has been cleared away. In the midst of it, there is a person wielding a metal pole in some type of martial arts form

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[milkbonesoldier]

The thing about dogs the size of Gheri and Gifr is that they need a lot of feeding, and then they need a lot of walking. Thus, Wells is no longer really able to sit around and relax after dinner. Dogs to deal with, don't you know.

He stops a little ways off to watch the man with the pole. The dogs pad on a little further before they realise he hasn't caught up, and stop and glance his way.

[leftthecradle]

Is he aware of his watchers? If he is, he is not letting it disrupt his practice. He leaps into the air, does a complete flip before landing on two feet and one hand, crouched low to the ground. The staff whirls around, the momentum seeming to carry him upright as he brings it around for another strike-block-strike.

Then he stands still - staff held in a salute before it seems to vanish from his hand.

[milkbonesoldier]

Wells lets out a long, low whistle, bringing up a hand in a salute of his own. "Nice work," he says. "Nothing I recognise, but still- damned impressive."

[leftthecradle]

He turns and smiles warmly at the newcomer.

"Thank you," he says. "I've been working on that particular form for a while now. I may be close to perfecting it."

His eyes shift to the gargantuan hounds, but he doesn't seem disturbed. If anything he seems intrigued. He nods toward them in greeting...and doesn't bare his teeth with his smile.

[leftthecradle]

There's a smile as he finishes the form.

"I believe that is why I brought this with me," he says with a laugh. A hand dips into his robes and pulls out a small cylinder which he tosses to the boy. "Since your arm is healed, it is past time for your first denn'na lesson, Traniee Danny."

A wink. "Though I think we'll leave flycatching with chopsticks until later."

[leftthecradle]

He doesn't deign to answer the first question. But the second...

"Whichever is more comfortable for you," he says. "Eventually, I intend to see you proficient in either form, but the first lesson is the very basics: operating the pike itself, proper stances and blocks."