"Race?" Man, she had been planning one for the mini Olympics. Ah well, they could have more than one. Padding up to her adopted daughter, Sea of Fire that Burns Brightly grinned. The Ethiopian Wolf was proud of her! And she was going to win this, hopefully, she had long legs, so why not?
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[align=left][font=georgia]ic;; A race? Orinthia's icy-blue gaze had briefly lightened up, her thoughts returning to that memorable day when she had first met Ridgeracer and the two had engaged in a tree-climbing race.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia;][justify]"A r-race...?" Showerkissed tilted her head in interest as she approached the small group of her Tribemates. The healer wasn't a very physically gifted feline, but why not give it a shot?
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"Now now guys...this is only a friendly competition. No one will kick anyone's butt." cooed the majestic golden eagel as she circled her comrades effortlessly. "Besides....it is I who can kick all of your butts. But I will not join this race. For flying is naturally faster then running on foot. I hate to be unfair." she cackled smoothly as she landed aside to watch
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Piano's ears pricked up as she heard Dragonfly's yowl. A race, she asked inwardly, like many of her Tribemates. Still, it sounded really fun and different, something she would love to try. Besides, all of her friends and even her mother were there! Trotting over, she looked around, a big smile on her face. "A race? Sounds great!" she chirped, waving her tail in a silent 'hello' to everyone already there.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 1px; font-size: 8pt; width: 400px; text-align: justify;]☆ "A race sounds quite fun, but I'm not feeling very competitive today. Could I possibly watch?" Citadark Zynphorna mewed while flickering his tail and yawning.[/fancypost]
[justify]A soft, sweet voice resonated through the air, announcing the presence of a certain quiet savannah kitten. Yellow entered the scene, her luminous gaze flitting shyly from one member to another. "I-I think I'll just watch, as well." [/justify]
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[color=white]Shadows all around you as you surface from the dark, emerging from the gentle grip of night's unfolding arms, darkness, darkness, everywhere, do you feel alone?
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IC || Crystals looked up at Dragonfly, her eyes a bit widened "A race?" She asked with a slight tilt of her head. "If this means running, you can count me out. There are wolves participating, and I know where my strengths and weaknesses lie." The small smoke tortie chirped aloud to anyone who could hear her.
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Sea of Forgotten Dreams sighed, but a slight smile still appeared on her face. Her recent injury would object to her taking part in the race, much to her dismay. It wasn't easy to maintain her duties as Scribe, but she had never been one to back down for a physical injury. Instead, she smiled for the sparks of every that flowed through her tribe-mates. It made her happy to see that, it was what made their spirit more powerful then it had been moons before.
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Showerkissed looked towards her son, worry in her eyes. He was still so young, definitely not old enough to stand again these trained Prey-Hunters and Fighers. Still, she couldn't deny her kitten what he wanted. "I-if you re-really want t-to," she answered after a moment's pause of thought, her stutter coming out worse than it usually did due to her nervousness about Aspen racing. "But p-please b-b-e polite," she added quickly, not liking the way he had shouted at the others in the competition.
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Aspen hopped up and down before nuzzling his head against his mother briefly. "Okay momma!" he grinned, darting over to the others. "Hi, my name is Aspen. Its nice to meet you all. I am here to race and I am going to win." he said matter-of-factly trying to be polite like his mother asked.
Storm of Rising Winter nodded. "I'd like to join," meowed the pretty black and white cat. She walked to the starting line and raised her ears.
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"I love races! May I join?" The kit asked. He would love to show how race he ran. Worth the leader to! That would be a time to be 'cool' around a higher cat. He waited for more information by Showerkissed. He twitched his paws as he waited. He really wasn't the best, but he tried to hold it in.