Jen had a few moments to get her thoughts from Family to Training as she spun the wrap about her ribs and breast. The gift of motherhood came with a breast fairy that made it pretty fricken hard to fight. But Jenai had no problem with the thought of binding them.
She wasn't used to the body being a mother gave her. It was softer, curvier, and clumsier. She'd been lucky to stay in shape before and during, so it was pretty easy to shed most of the squishy. That?s what she called it anyways.
"Thanks," she quietly said to Henrietta as tucked and secured the last of the binding behind Jen's back. That signaled that she had just a few more seconds to herself.
Kerri was in the corner near the door lightly napping. Beside her, a shallow play pen and bunting. The twins were up but happy to play quietly with a tail one careless kitty, who was in fact doing them all a favor so Jenai could train, left sleepily hang in the side of the play mat. She swore she saw a sleep bubble ... as she watched her sleep.
Spend oodles on toys and they are excited about a mithra tail for hours.
Well, now that was that. Jenai was two seconds late to start and sure enough Henrietta was there to remind her with a training stick to the back of Jen's legs. It wasn't hard, but sharp enough to get Jen's attention.
And the training began. The sound of sticks to stick, flesh, and air being knocked out of you filled the room before the sun even finished cresting over the Compound walls.
Henrietta was one of her favorites to spar. Brian had introduced them what seemed like so long ago. She'd fought along side Brian well before Jen and saved their asses so many times. She knew how Brian fought and if Jen could stay on equal ground with Henrietta, she had no doubt she could with Brian. Though that sneaky pete always had some kind of new trick to get out of a corner.
The girls had forgotten the tail, the sounds and movement had gained their attention. Even Kerri stir'd enough to rub a little sleep out of her eyes.
Kerri was another beast to spar! Want to talk about what you can and can not expect? That was Kerri. But if you got to know her right you could distract her. It was funny for about the 3 free seconds you got. Then when she realized what you did and got in a free shot... it was on!
Jenai felt the bite of the stick before she even heard the crack. Pain ripped thru the heavy fabric of training pants sending a shockwave of pain up and down the outside of her thigh. A quick look down as she grunted at the pain confirmed the heat she felt, a crimson patch staining the pure white of her uniform.
?Your thoughts are drifting? Henrietta puffed as she lightly poked Jenai with the end of her stick.
Kerri shifted as she started falling asleep in the strangest of positions. Cat and Cat kin! The sounds of training would continue thru the morning? even as the smell of breakfast crept thru the compound.
She wasn't used to the body being a mother gave her. It was softer, curvier, and clumsier. She'd been lucky to stay in shape before and during, so it was pretty easy to shed most of the squishy. That?s what she called it anyways.
"Thanks," she quietly said to Henrietta as tucked and secured the last of the binding behind Jen's back. That signaled that she had just a few more seconds to herself.
Kerri was in the corner near the door lightly napping. Beside her, a shallow play pen and bunting. The twins were up but happy to play quietly with a tail one careless kitty, who was in fact doing them all a favor so Jenai could train, left sleepily hang in the side of the play mat. She swore she saw a sleep bubble ... as she watched her sleep.
Spend oodles on toys and they are excited about a mithra tail for hours.
Well, now that was that. Jenai was two seconds late to start and sure enough Henrietta was there to remind her with a training stick to the back of Jen's legs. It wasn't hard, but sharp enough to get Jen's attention.
And the training began. The sound of sticks to stick, flesh, and air being knocked out of you filled the room before the sun even finished cresting over the Compound walls.
Henrietta was one of her favorites to spar. Brian had introduced them what seemed like so long ago. She'd fought along side Brian well before Jen and saved their asses so many times. She knew how Brian fought and if Jen could stay on equal ground with Henrietta, she had no doubt she could with Brian. Though that sneaky pete always had some kind of new trick to get out of a corner.
The girls had forgotten the tail, the sounds and movement had gained their attention. Even Kerri stir'd enough to rub a little sleep out of her eyes.
Kerri was another beast to spar! Want to talk about what you can and can not expect? That was Kerri. But if you got to know her right you could distract her. It was funny for about the 3 free seconds you got. Then when she realized what you did and got in a free shot... it was on!
Jenai felt the bite of the stick before she even heard the crack. Pain ripped thru the heavy fabric of training pants sending a shockwave of pain up and down the outside of her thigh. A quick look down as she grunted at the pain confirmed the heat she felt, a crimson patch staining the pure white of her uniform.
?Your thoughts are drifting? Henrietta puffed as she lightly poked Jenai with the end of her stick.
Kerri shifted as she started falling asleep in the strangest of positions. Cat and Cat kin! The sounds of training would continue thru the morning? even as the smell of breakfast crept thru the compound.