Checking the Stance

Wait. Fingers twitching? Okay, yeah, they’re definitely moving. My knees bent without locking up, which was new—really new. I took a half-step forward on the dense blue carpet to test the grip, keeping low so I wouldn't lose balance. Right beside me, the grey metal desk leg was solid and cool. I tapped my knuckles against the post—solid click, real contact. Out in front, the blue hedgehog was slumped over, the pink plush stretched out flat, and the other runner stood completely motionless. Alright. Stay low, hold the perimeter, and figure out the rest next.