In the forest, by the waterfalls. Shanaia is still mastering the movements shown in the scroll while her grandfather is sitting on the flat boulder, reading his book.
After practicing for hours, Shanaia fell on her knees as she pants like a dog. She felt tired from making her body move in different directions and bent her limbs and hips to different angles.
As Shanaia pants, she glared at the scroll that was laid out in front of her.
‘Do it in the water,’
She heard Hanwi tell her.
‘I am still mastering the moves,’ she replied.
‘You already did,’ Hanwi said.
‘I doubt that. Have you seen how awkward was the angle of my arm and leg on the third form? That won’t do,’ Shanaia argued and Hanwi sighed.
‘Just try. Moving in the water will help your joints and muscles loosen up and you’ll b
