WAKE UP, PARTIES OVER!! {clan-wide battle training}

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    Citadark.

    | darkness that looms in shadows | tribe of many storms | head scribe |

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    Leaping his way up the Thone of Thunder Citadark fell short of the very top. He was a Head Scribe but didn't feel honored enough to place himself on the leader's throne. Stopping at a jut in front of it, a few fox length's below the top, he stood up straight. "Cats of the Tribe of Many Storms!" The ocelot yowled loudly, he'd never done this before. "Get out of bed, it's time to train!" This was more of a hiss. Lately the tribe had seemed a bit quiet and boring, nothing was happening. Some other clan could be getting plans ready to ambush them.

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    got permission from impression to do this. can someone sticky this thread?
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    "You talk about all cats....what about golden eagles?" joked the majestic creature as she flew in to land beside the head scribe with a calm expression. The massive golden eagle ruffled her feathers bluntly before she dipped her head in greeting, "Need assistance?" she offered coolly.


    OOC: Of course I will help out :)

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    Citadark.

    | darkness that looms in shadows | tribe of many storms | head scribe |

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    "Pish, posh, of course they don't count!" He joked with an obviously sarcastic tone. A smile on his face, the head scribe nodded. "That would be appretiated, I've never done this kind of thing before." Turning to the crowd he gave a layed back look, just to keep his badass reputation. Glancing back at the eagle he realized he'd never really met Nala. "Oh, and, hello, I'm Citadark."

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    Thanks. I pmed oliver too and he was like 'cita and nala should be friends'.
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    [align=left][font=georgia]ic;; Orinthia padded towards the gathered cats, not taking her position beside the Thunder Throne. It was a bit strange, Citadark had been her superior since it seemed forever until her promotion and now their positions were switched. However none of Orinthia's respect for the Head Scribe had disappeared during the process.


    ooc;; trackin' post

    "And wolves?" Jackie woofed, her white paws taking her over. Yay, the deputy was here. (Please note the sarcasm) Hey, it was her own fault she didn't like her, but meh, she would apologize some other time. Not now, battle practice!


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    Citadark.

    | darkness that looms in shadows | tribe of many storms | head scribe |

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    Citadark scanned the area and locked eyes on Orinthia. She'd been a scout beforhand and then she'd been promoted. It was funny to see her now his superior but she deservied it all the same. Dipping his head to her, he turned to Jackie. "Let me re-phrase. All Animals of The Tribe of Many Storms, gather for battle training!"

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    Jackie grinned. I wonder who I'll get to fight, she thought. Maybe Nala, that would be cool.


    Sea of Forgotten Dreams gathered with the others. Her recent promotion had gained her superiority over a couple thing, but of course she still fully respected those above her, and even those below her. This was in no way a bragging right for her, she only wanted it so she could help the tribe more. She knew there was always room for improvement, and she intended to do so. She had always enjoyed these training sessions, she was so used to hunting, the rush of fighting was always an excitement.


    The Scout, or Scribe now that the name had been changed, searched for a partner.



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    ah, battle training. not anything grace would do, of course."I'll just sit and watch, is that okay Mister Citadark?" The kit chirped, her ear twitching as waited for the Head Scribe's reply.

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    Piano got to her paws, excited about this. Having just gotten back from being a prisoner in TidalClan, she was still a bit shaky, but felt like all her energy was back just by being in her beloved Tribe's camp again. Looking as all of her friends gather - she was a sociable cat, after all, and knew nearly every animal - she decided to join in.
    Walking over, she beamed at everyone. "Oh, hey, Nala, Orinthia, Jackie, Sea, Bermuda, Citadark!" She turned to each of them, happy to be with her friends once again after being a prisoner, then looked around for someone who would be her partner. She wanted someone challenging, so she could get better, which was what this training was all about. She was already really good - well, she was a Scribe - but she wanted someone better. Piano, unlike many, wasn't afraid to fail because she knew she would always get back up.
    Her green eyes landed on Citadark. She did not know the Head Scribe very well beyond his name, and that was a fact she was dismayed about. Padding up to below the Throne of Thunder, she looked up at him with a smile. "Wanna be partners?"


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    [align=left][font=georgia]ooc;; lol, you know what's so ironic? i completely had forgotten about jackie's rudeness towards orinthia & nala until you mentioned it.


    ic;; Orinthia nodded in greeting to Piano, after hearing the young Scribe's own challenge for the Head Scribe, she realized that perhaps now would have been a good time to find a partner. "Hey Seas," she addressed the newly promoted Scribe with a challengingly and playful smirk. "You wanna partner up?"


    "That would be perfect." A smirk that matched the Deputies came onto her own mouth. This was the perfect challenge. It would be interesting to match her own knowledge with the Higher Position's. Although she was just newly promoted, she had a good deal of knowledge and experience, being a Senior, not old as she defended, just wise in words, hunter. Of course titles weren't everything. In her mind, she was just approaching her prime.

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    [justify] The to-be pricked her rounded ears before beginning to pad over to her tribemates, the cougar cub slightly bigger than a normal cat down but still small for her kind. Kanji now blinked her brown eyes with interest for her roleplayer was just tracking this post and had no muse. [/justify]

    She chuckled as she dipped her head to head scribe as he introduced himself. "And I am Nala.....now anyone here wish to spar with the one and only?" the massive golden eagle challenged. She was nit boasting or anything but just want to have a challenge. In a way....every animal was a challenge.

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    Citadark.

    darkness that looms in shadows | tribe of many storms | head scribe

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    As the instructor, Citadark probably shouldn't have any partners. But he'd make an exeption as long as Piano understood something. "Yes, but some of the time I'll have to go help other groups, alright?" He told her. Turning to the kit he nodded and smile before waiting for a few more people to join.

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    impression. wrote:


    "Jackie." The wolf barked. Made sense for a wolf to spar a wolf, no? The black leader padded up to the female wolf, watching Citadark for more.


    Jackie grinned. "Challenge accepted!" Boy, this would be fun! "So, do we start?" she asked Citadeck, crouching down slightly.

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    Piano nodded, meowing, "Got it. That's fine with me." She understood, but the time that they spent sparring was sure to be fun. He would be hard to beat, but the she-cat didn't think that she couldn't. Of course, she knew it was a small chance, but she never let her think that she couldn't do something she wanted to do. That just made her not be able to.


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    Citadark.

    darkness that looms in shadows | tribe of many storms | head scribe

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    Dipping his head to Piano, Citadark turned towards Jackie's question. Watching the amount of animals in the crowd he decided to wait for a bit. "Take a few more minutes to get partners and for members to gather, then we'll start."

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    Anyone have ideas for what training they should start with first?
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