Sparring, anyone?

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    Glossfur sat down next to the log and looked up at the sky. He was fully rested and was on a full stomach. There was nothing more to do that day. He tried hunting some mice around the riverbank, but that did not satisfy his boredom. He tried taking a nap, but he failed to sleep more than a few minutes. Finally he got an idea. Glossfur sprung to his feet and started dashing toward the warriors' den.
    Peeking his head inside, he breathed deeply. "Heya!" he called. Glossfur stepped inside. "Anyone up for a little sparring?" He asked. He was excited to let out some energy and also practice his skills. "I could use someone to practice with." he added.

    Duckleap watched before padding up. He needed a distraction from Draculablood's death. "I might join in." The bobtail mewed, sitting by the cats who were starting too form. He probably wouldn't be to good, as he has never really been in a real sparring match.

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    The bright orange apprentice known as Siriuspaw, looked up. "I'll spar." he offered with a grin, green eyes shining.

    Satisfied with the volunteers, Glossfur lifted his paw in gratitude. "Alright," he started, turning to the exit. "We can practice by the riverbank." He padded out of the warriors' den and headed toward the sound of rushing water. "Follow me!" He exclaimed.

    Duckleap stood up and followed, only semi-eager. He knew sparring was a type of fighting. "So, what are the rules?" Duckleap asked, bob of a tail twitching.