Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4567194-20150205040715

It was a partly cloudy morning over Mariala City. Inside the Mariala Young Star Dance Company, you can hear Birtha the Wolf, the dance coach, yelling at her dancers from a good 5 miles away.

Inside the studio was noisy, and it wasn't the music. It was the woman talking over it, Birtha.

"HIGHER ON THAT TURN, PATRICE!" She yelled, "MORE ENERGY BLOODSTONE!" "MORE EXPRESSION EVERYBODY!" The music stopped. The girls were not out of breath, as usual. "This needs work." She told them, "We have a guest coming here in any minute. We need to show him that we are a mighty team by showing him how good we are in this lyrical piece!" She calmed down, "Now, Alyssa. You basically lead the team. While everyone else is on the ground until their cue, you have a little 10 second solo. You got to show that you are going to be the center of attention throughout the whole selection. FROM THE TOP!"

The music started playing again. The girls were dancing. Working hard. 