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    The young tiger cub was currently trying to balance a ball on his head. The ball was of twoleg invention and somewhat flat, making the task a bit easier than it normally would be. Still, it was mostly full and so it was no easy task -- especially for someone as rambunctious as Evan -- to take on. His whiskers twitched and he tried to think about what Seth had told him about how to walk. He wondered if his balanced princely walk would have helped him with this different kind of challenge.


    Evangelical Nightmare was doing just fine, focused and everything, until he saw the spirit dog out of the corner of his eyes. It had been several days since she had appeared to him, and that was right after she'd dropped a couple bombshells that he still did not understand. The young tiger started, the ball rolling right off his head as he charged forward, and his front paws slipped on the ball as it fell before him. He fell forward, landing in a pile on his back.


    "Ooww." He whined softly. The ground here wasn't particularly soft.
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    [size=24px]METAKNIGHT!
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    SOME LEGENDS ARE TOLD


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    "Are you alright, young one?" Metaknight would bound out from his place in the shade, where his smoky pelt blended in perfectly but his glowing eyes gave him away. The Guardian would gaze down at Evan, his head tilted to the side. Hm. He didn't look too hurt.[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=11pt]Islapaw couldn't smell any blood, but it did sound like to hurt. When her clanmate thumped on the ground, the cat nearly jumped. She made her way over, smiling lightly and wondering what was going on.

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    Evan was more just embarrassed than anything else -- and his back did hurt, but he was a big boy and he wasn't going to complain about it. Or cry. Nope. That would be a little kid thing to do and Evan was trying not to be a little kid, even if he was. He tried to take a breath and it wouldn't come. Oh god -- what had he done? He felt a thrill of fright coming through his body, striking him like lightning. He had lost his breath...and it was terrifying.


    Of course he had just had the wind knocked out of him and would be right as rain in a few more seconds. It had never happened to him before though, and so he was understandably a bit frightened. He was somewhat startled by the sudden appearance of Metaknight, whom he had not seen at all before he bounded out of the shadows.
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    Christofer was settled at the edge of camp, eyes closed as he rested. Hearing the light [i]thud     and whine, he opened up one eye. "Are you alright?" The tom called out, closing his eyes once more. The cub didn't sound very hurt, and Chris decided to stay in the comfort of his little spot.


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    [size=20pt]{ D R E A M P A W }[/size]

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    {OUT OF CHARACTER}
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    {IN CHARACTER}
    Dreampaw crept over, having watched the tiger cub fall over from the far edge of camp. "Are you all right?" she asked in a soft voice. He looked like he'd landed kind of hard.

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    Just like the others the young advisor arrived up to the scene after have spoting what had happend by some distance away. With her teddy bear being put on her back the pup walked carefully pass the others and over to the tiger cub and flinked an ear in the progress not understanding that Evan had lsot his breath at the moment but for once it seemed not only her did not know that. "W-what where y-you doing? " Came the words from the shy voice that belonged to the timid little pup.
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    Are you alright? Are you alright? Are you alright? The young tiger cub could hardly bare to breathe. The red and black striped being finally managed to take a shaky breath. Wow. He was glad he could breath again -- so glad that little tears of relief trickled from his eye faintly. Yes, it was an unpleasant experience to temporarily loose your breath. At least he was moving forward now. "Y-yeah." He finally managed to stutter, slowly getting back to his paws, feeling shaky and uncertain. "I'm okay."
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