Remembering how to hold your Sword (Private, Xald and Ith)

Sarah walked up the steps to the fertile hills and forest of the training ground, reaching her hands behind her head to finish tying her hair up in a bun. She took a deep breath of the crisp spring air, the shrugged out of her light jacket. She was dressed, somewhat modestly, in sweat pants, sneakers, and a form fitting grey tank top. She was supposed to meet her weapon, Jessie, here so that they could become reacquainted with one another in terms of fighting, but it appeared that Jessie had yet to arrive. While she waited, Sarah decided to warm herself up, wrapping cloth around her hands and starting to shadowbox.