"No, I didn't have a teacher, I was self taught too, just in more... extreme conditions," he said pulling his hand through his hair, a little tense.

Amiera notices and decides to drop it, as she gets in a fighting stance.

Ace notices her change of position and get's into his own position, he was close to the ground, his legs bent and his arms in front of him, his hands half transformed.

Amiera is in a semi casual fighting stance, as she watches him carefully.

Ace gets ready, realizing that he was really tense, how he always was when he was fighting for real, relaxing he felt emotions and memories come to his head.

Amiera suddenly stands normally and walks over to him, her eyes showing concern, as she gently touches his shoulder. "A-Are you...alright?"

Ace jumps a little before nodding his head "I'm fine, are you ready," he says before getting back in his fighting stance.

Amiera sighs and puts her hands on his shoulders, easing back into a relaxed stance. "Not today Ace. Your mind is elsewhere."

"Maybe," he says hesitantly sighing and going back to carving the piece of wood, the otter almost finished now.

Amiera watches. "I know something that could possibly help relax you. How about we go for a run through the forest?"