Flicking her tongue along her lower lip, Alanna takes a step closer and lightly kicks the dirt with the toe of her boot. She makes her presence known, but says nothing for the moment. It's never good to break a fighter's concentration. Still, she offers a small smile.
She unbuckles her sword, propping it against a tree. After a few stretches, she starts her Shang warm-up. Like the movements she had just seen, she focuses on moving fluidly in a solitary dance.
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Date: 2006-05-03 12:23 am (UTC)She unbuckles her sword, propping it against a tree. After a few stretches, she starts her Shang warm-up. Like the movements she had just seen, she focuses on moving fluidly in a solitary dance.