"I'll see you after class," he says softly, just for Orym. Then he nods toward the front of the room. The last few students are filtering in, and Verity still needs to unroll his mat.
The class is everything he needs and wants it to be. He can feel the tightness in some of his tendons as they go through various positions, so he takes it slow. He's grateful for the chance to clear his head as he moves, focusing on only his body and his breathing as they go.
By the end of class, he's quite hard pressed to get up again. So, rather than rushing, he stays as he is, laying on his back with his head turned to accommodate his horns.
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"I'll see you after class," he says softly, just for Orym. Then he nods toward the front of the room. The last few students are filtering in, and Verity still needs to unroll his mat.
The class is everything he needs and wants it to be. He can feel the tightness in some of his tendons as they go through various positions, so he takes it slow. He's grateful for the chance to clear his head as he moves, focusing on only his body and his breathing as they go.
By the end of class, he's quite hard pressed to get up again. So, rather than rushing, he stays as he is, laying on his back with his head turned to accommodate his horns.