Behind Enemy Lines (Day Three)

[Akirapryde]

She smiled and shook her head. "The dance isn't about knowing moves. It's not like that. It's about feeling the rhythm of the combat." She stepped back as she drew her swords and separated them. She slowly began to move through the water.

"The dance teaches us that combat is a dance. And each battle has its own rhythm." Her movements were slow at first but slowly picked up, "it teaches us to find this rhythm and match our swords movement to it."

She moved at full combat speed through the clearing. Despite all the trees and bushes, she didn't even brush one of them as she danced through the foliage. "You can't master moves. You have to hear the beat in your heart."

She came to a stop and held her blades my her side. "The Crone gives my people daughters to lead our armies against those who would wage war against us. In my culture males are used for mating, cooking and manual labor." She put her swords away and walked up to him. She tapped him on the shoulder, "males are too fragile for war. Too emotional and insecure for leadership."