Ungulate Yoga, Tuesday, period 1

[betterthanaplan]

"Um," Duke said.

The moose stared at him. And chewed.

"Are you our ungulate for today, or am I in trouble?"

The moose stared. And chewed.

". . . Okay, I'm just going to teach class now."

Stare. Chew.

"Right, so." Duke faced the students. But kept his eyes on the moose. "Today we're doing some relaxing yoga. So grab some cushions and bolsters and prepare to destress."

The moose stared.

And chewed.

Comments

Re: Stress relief and THE MOOSE

[dauntlessdragoon]

Maybe Freya was missing some key element here, but she didn't find the moose all that unnerving. Then again, she fought dragons and was from a society where insanely powerful windstorms were used as protection and marriage ceremonies took place under the watchful gaze of a giant ancient flying sea serpent and monsters roamed anywhere cloaked in mist...which was the majority of the whole planet.

So one moose who she'd only had brief interactions with this far in trying to figure out the deal with her status as a student was hardly bothersome. Which meant she could focus and enjoy learning the poses and executing them with the ease that had blessed her through most of the class thus far.

After all, for all she knew, this was apparently just normal for yoga.