He stood out front in the open surrounded by matured forestry and fluttering waves raging about. He remained still, his eyes closed and his concentration calmer than it ever is.
Amidst the quietness, a petal fell off a tree branch and slowly floated to the ground. The whispered landing of the petal falling to the ground was what prompted his body into action.
He sprung his body into action by clenching his fists and moving his legs in zig zag forms. As he moved his legs, so did his hands thrusting in different directions while constantly changing his forms.
He kept at it for a while with his unpredictable movements. Eventually, he kept his steps steady and became more predictable after designating a certain location and actions to entail.
He ran toward a tree with his fist clenched. He had almost gotten to the tree when he once again whipped up his unpredictability by moving in a distorting form all so he could get to the tree and land a punch to it.
