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The Force is the strength to my fists, the strength to my legs, the power to my palms. I feel the force in my arms, my legs, my hands, my feet, it flows through my hands like a striking dragon. The Force guides me in war, and calms me in peace. By the Force my hands are guided, to strike down the bodies of evil. Nothing may hinder the Force, and so nothing may hinder me.
Young Cat ran these threads through his mind as if his mind was a quilt, and he ever so tightly locked them in his cells, so that they would be embedded in his spirit. He was exercising alone, aboard the Will of the Force. The masters at the Coruscant temple, after a few days of having him, insisted he be sent there to hone his skills unarmed. Cat didn't like lugging around a lightsaber, and he much rather trained with his bare hands and feet.
He stung his imaginary enemy like a cobra, and danced around him like a swan, ever so swiftly punching and kicking the subduer back. He was completely immersed in the Force, and he could feel it in his palms, which he thrust forward in offense to his invisible combatant.
"My fists are one with the Force, and the Force is one with my fists,"
Young Cat ran these threads through his mind as if his mind was a quilt, and he ever so tightly locked them in his cells, so that they would be embedded in his spirit. He was exercising alone, aboard the Will of the Force. The masters at the Coruscant temple, after a few days of having him, insisted he be sent there to hone his skills unarmed. Cat didn't like lugging around a lightsaber, and he much rather trained with his bare hands and feet.
He stung his imaginary enemy like a cobra, and danced around him like a swan, ever so swiftly punching and kicking the subduer back. He was completely immersed in the Force, and he could feel it in his palms, which he thrust forward in offense to his invisible combatant.
"My fists are one with the Force, and the Force is one with my fists,"