[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 425px;][justify]"HEY GUYS, WHO'S UP FOR A LITTLE BIT OF BATTLE TRAINIG?" he called out, a smile upon his lips as he padded onto the beach. Sure, he wasn't exactly the fighting type of guy, but he supposed that hosting a battle training wouldn't hurt. Especially since he was the First Mate here and that he really needed to step up his game.
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[align=center] "Me." Macklemore said, padding up. He needed the practice. he was afraid he'd grown soft.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px][justify][size=8]slipping out of the forest, the cheetah made her way over towards the white canine. she ha gone out to hunt but hadn't caught anything. she wasn't really feeling into it today for some odd reason but she guessed it was just her having a bad day. hopefully anyway.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 150px;][font=trebuchet ms][color=darkorange]"Me." Whatpaw said gruffly, padding towards them in his Great Dane body, laying his other bodies on the sidelines.
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Even if he was going down the medical line, a bit of battle training would be good. After all, he could never completely break away from that fighting streak that was in his past life. So, James would pad over, and listen to what the training would be about.
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Even though her injury had more or less healed, it was still too dangerous to put it under any strain. Lady had been warned that she could worsen the sprain by walking around on it too early, so the shanghai would be sitting out of today's battle training.
'I'll judge,' the bronze-colored femme joked, sitting down with a smile.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 150px;][font=trebuchet ms][color=darkorange]"Are we gonna start with a sort of one on one? 'Cuz if we do I call James." Whatpaw stated jokingly.
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[align=center]"I call Bethany!" Macklemore said, with a lopsided grin. He glanced at the femme, with a playful glimmer in his eyes. If Lady had said she was participating he would have gladly sparred with her, but oh well.
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Avorio smiled as partners were chosen. The shanghai wished she could join, but it would be too big a risk. Even though Lady could walk on her paw a little bit now, it wasn't worth chancing it that much. Better to be safe than sorry.
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A rush of pine scent was the first sign of Wolfgate - it was followed by the sound of his lilted steps and the gruff words escaping the grayish crew member. "Seeing as no one is without a partner, I guess I'll be watching." he rasped, nodding in respect to the First Mate before sitting.
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Wolfgate was on the verge of asking Aolani if she wanted to partner with him before stopping - no, the cub was too young, he too experienced. It'd not work out. Exhaling in a rather bored fashion, the smoke tortie began sniffing himself, ever searching for the reason why he smelled of evergreen.