First Step on the Mat

My toes twitched, and suddenly the ground wasn't stiff anymore! I took one firm step forward on this bouncy blue-and-black striped arena, shaking out my fists. Right ahead, leaning against that huge soft white mountain, stood a green-haired fighter, arms raised and waiting. Beside me stood another spiky ally, locked in place. I let out a sharp, happy laugh and tapped the soft pillow fabric with my knuckles. The cloth yielded gently under my touch—it's warm, springy, and completely ready for sparring!