[Asharr Gnar'rhou]

Shik'ka took a step back to create a decent amount of space between the two dorins. He stood with his legs about shoulder width apart, but he had his left foot forward and his right foot back abit. "Do you see how my feet are spaced apart, both sideways and front and back? This will help me maintain the freedom to move about in a fight. After all, a moving target is harder to hit, and is more confusing about which move will be carried out next." He instructed to Asharr.

The young pupil absorbed the information as he, himself copied his master's footing and did the same. "Like this, Shik'ka?" He asked he pivoted from foot to foot in that stance.

"You are correct, young Asharr." Shik'ka replied as he continued on with the lesson. "Stance is the first step into this Zinn'ka. Without it, you will be less of a match for your opponent. Now go ahead and move around, switch the placement of your feet with each other. Think of it as dancing... to an extent. Watch how I hop back and forth, but I move with minimal effort as to not fatigue myself to early in the fight." Snow kicked up as Shik'ka bounced on his feet and moved side to side and forward and backward. Asharr watched with a slight grin on his face, as seeing the elder bouncing almost like a child was amusing to him.

"Go ahead! Try what I am doing." Shik'ka commanded the jet black dorin. Asharr moved his feet about. Back and forth, side to side, him and Shik'ka started circling around each other creating a ring of scattered paw prints. Asharr's red mohawk bounced up and down as if it was a fire on his head. "How am I doing?" The newly adulted dorin asked his trainer.

Shik'ka nodded his head, while still bouncing, and commented. "Not bad for a beginner. I think you'll catch on to this very quick. I think your about ready for the next step!" Just then a furry fist snapped at Asharr's face, stopping just an inch from his snout. Asharr flinched and stepped back, nearly tripping over his own feet.

"Oh, come on, Asharr! Had this been a real fight, you would be laying in your own blood on the ground! Now come step back over hear and start your footing excersize again, but this time dodge my punches from side to side... Never step back when a punch is being thrown at you because nothing will stop a haymaker from finding its way into your head. At least if you side step, noone can gain enough force to punch hard to the side of them, which allows you to drive a right paw into their upper eye. Now start bouncing and dodge my punches, if you side step, throw a punch at my face, but try not to conect it." The older dorin lectured as he continued bouncing in front of Asharr, who joined back into the foot work. "Ok, here we go, I'll start off slow with my punches so you can get used to it."

After a moment of bouncing around each other, Shik'ka threw a left jab towards Asharr. The younger dog-like beast instinctivlely backed up, not being used to side stepping, which gave Shik'ka the chance to teach him not to back up. A right haymaker blew itself, not at full force but hard enough to knock some wind out of Asharr, right in the chest.

Asharr grabbed his chest and coughed as he stopped his foot work. "I apoligize, Shik'ka... I shouldn't have... backed up like that. I'll try again..."

Shik'ka stopped as well and said to his student. "I'm sorry that you had to learn the hard way, but worse things can happen from mistakes. At least you can walk away from this being able to learn from them. We shall try it again, but let me teach you how to punch first." Shik'ka held up his fists and regained his stance. With a demonstration he explained to Asharr. "When you throw a punch, let's say with your right paw, if that is your stronger one, you want your arm to be like a whip..." He extended his arm out in slow motion as if he was punching. "Keep your paw loose. Do not throw a closed fist. You can get more power if you keep it loose, then at the last second, when your arm is fully extended or your an inch away from contact, create a fist, then quickly retract your arm to cover your face if any counters are tossed." He then showed Asharr this explanation in standard speed, which was pretty fast, from years of honing his technique. Shik'ka's arm snapped forwrd then immidietly back guard his face with his forarms. "Your arms alone do not make the force of your punch. You have to heavily rely on your feet. When you have your left foot forward when your are going to throw a right punch, you have to pivot puch off with your back, right foot and pivot on your left turning your body in the direction that your arm is going. This puts your body weight behind your punch. Now, I don't expect you to master this right this second, but with alittle practice, you will accept no other substitute!"

Asharr nodded as he listened to what he was being taught. He then tried to copy his teacher by raising his fists into the air and slowly at first going through the motions of the punch he was taught, then going faster until he figered he got the hang of it.
"Now hit my paws when I call out either one or two. One being a left jab, and two being a right punch. For jabs it's the same method as your right, only you'll have your left foot forward, you just twist your body the same way as your arm is going, and snap your fist at the end. Don't expect as much power as your right, because jabs are meant to suprise your enemy and catch them off guard, but a good jab followed by a right haymaker will usually finish the job." Shik'ka started to bounce around, as Asharr followed him doing the same. "One!.....One!....One,Two!....Two!....One!.....Two !....Two!...
He called out as Asharr punch with the coresponding fist. He was still getting used to the punching method, but would occassionally connect with a resounding slap of his fist crunching into Shik'ka's paw.
"I think I'm starting to get used to punching like this. I can feel the power behind my punches alot more than how I used to punch." Asharr stated as him and his teacher danced around in a circle.

"That's good! I can tell you are improving as well. Ok, I am going to toss a few of my own punches at you in between these, so I want you to continue punching the number I call, but I just may counter so side step... I don't want to see any back stepping or I'll tan your hide! Side step and toss a punch at my head, don't worry if you connect... It happens, and I've conditioned my self all to well. Let's go! One...two...one, two, one!... Shik'ka went on with the counting as Asharr made sure to correctly hit with the right paw making each blow heavier and faster recoiling to guard his face. Just then a quick left jab came straight at the black dorin's face. Asharr stepped to the left side and fired off his own left jab right back at Shik'ka's face. He wanted to stop intime, but his fist kept going. He felt the the hard skull of his teacher connect with his fist as he quickly retracted and apologized while still stepping around.

"Hah hah! Don't worry about it, Asharr. You hit like a young pup anyways! Shik'ka teased as he threw out a right blow. Asharr snickered at the older dorin and retorted. "Don't get to cocky, old timer! Soon, I'll be the one instructing! He side stepped to the right but did not throw a punch because there was another right going straight forward to him that he had to side step again, this time to the left as he tossed another left jab at his master's face. He didn't connect as hard this time, but he still ruffled Shik'ka's fur on his face.

"You lucky, I'm taking it easy on you! You have my mercy because you are so weak!" Shik'ka playfully spited Asharr. As he called out more numbers.

Throwing a left, then a right, then another left, then two rights, Asharr snorted.
"Then let's see what you got! Your bones are growing weak and old!"

Shik'ka laughed as he held his paws up for Asharr to hit, then responded to the big mouthed pup with a flurry of left and rights, that each connected past Asharr's forarms straight into his chest and face. The youger of the dorin's fell over onto his back, blasting a pile of powdery snow into the air.
"Ohhhh!...I... take that back..." He said as he spit blood form his mouth into the snow.

"Hah hah! I'm sorry I had to do that again, but never underestimate your opponent. Did you know there is a Zinn'ka for fae folks that allows them to take down giants? I have seen it done. Here, grab my paw." Shik'ka extended his paw to the fallen dorin and brought him up to his feet. Asharr shook his body, flicking all the snow off his fur. Running a paw through his mohawk, he said. "I'll take that into concideration."

"Well, we have been out here for a couple of candlemarks now. This training is extensive and not to be taken to the excess at the start of learning. I want you to go have a meal and rest for the latter half of the brightening, and we will continue this next brightening. Remember all I have taught you, as we will be doing this as a standard warmup for the next little while, but I will eventually ease you into learning how to use your knees, elbows and teeth as well. As a son of Aslan, you have been given a body that will allow you to harness the power within it. Take care, my brother. Shik'ka said as he placed a fist over Asharrs heart, who did the same in return.
"Thank you for this brightening, Shik'ka. I will remember all you have taught. May Aslan brighten the rest of this brightening for you."

The two dorins parted ways for the brightening. Asharr went back to his duty stretching leather after a good meal and some rest so he could learn new knowledge from Shik'ka the next Brightening.