Kyuden Shika

The Scorpion was once again in the dojo, and like days before, and more fitting for this day that others, he was practicing his quick draw from various stances. Coming to his feet quickly and striking. Sidestepping swiftly and striking. Leaping backward and striking, then following through with two more cuts.

He was an endless cycle of reset into motion, seeking the space between thought and action.

Shika Zang was in the dojo bright and early, watching over those who sought to hone their skills properly as the new day began.

When he was through with his arduous routine, Hikimasu approached. "Greetings, Shika-sensei", he bowed. "I hope this morning finds you well."