A/N Thank you all so much for your reviews and readership! I have this whole story planned out and fully intend to complete it. However, school is about to start up again and updates will slow down dramatically depending on the workload of the semester. Still be sure to check back every once in a while to stay updated!


"Arg! Why can't I do this?!"

Sheik pounded the ground angrily with his fist. He and Impa had been training for two hours; and every time she tested his stance with an attack, he ate dirt.

Impa looked at the frustrated boy with an amused look. Despite his appearance, he was nothing like her sickly and quiet brother. If anything he reminded her more of Zelda. Like her, he was ambitious and active. Unlike her, however, he was more open and less likely to see past his current situation. As expected, this Sheik was an entirely new person. As such, Impa was still uncertain how hard she should be on him. She couldn't decide whether to go easier on him or not.

In the end she had decided she'd continue until he refused to get up; and use that as a judgment of how far to push him. But it had been two hours and he was still returning to the stance, fiery determination in his red eyes.

As Impa watched Sheik mutter to himself and dust off, she sighed. Training would be a lot easier if she could just tell him he was favoring his right leg and focusing too much on his torso. But she had no voice. So instead, she leaned down and shifted his weight by pushing his legs. Then she paused to make sure he got it. Making sure he was watching, she slid into the stance herself. She slapped her thigh twice importantly and then gestured to her torso and waved her hand frivolously.

Focus on the legs not the torso.

Sheik stared at her for a moment and then hesitantly nodded. She started to move to attack and saw him twisting his torso to respond. She halted her attack, slapped him on the shoulder and pointed to his legs. Then she repeated the attack.

He still moved his arms before his feet.

Again she stopped, grabbed his shoulders roughly and held them still. Then she pushed down until he started to bend his knees more. She lowered her face to his and nodded, pointing to his knees. She held up a single finger and pointed again to the legs. Then she held a second finger and pointed to his torso.

He again nodded-slightly more confidently. She clamped his torso at his sides holding his in place one more time to make sure he got the message before backing off to prepare her assault. Sheik couldn't help noticing that non-verbal communication was a bit painful.

After this extended effort, Sheik was able to move out of the way was Impa attempted to take his legs out from under him. When he realized he was still standing, Sheik shot Impa a huge grin. She couldn't help but give him a small smile back. She nodded and waved him to get back into position. Impa begin thinking maybe this non-verbal communication would work out during training after all.