WE'RE STILL SANE / open battle training

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Chances were, Puzzlekit was too young. But her curiosity had driven her here, to see what they would be doing. No harm in watching, right? And so she sat on the sidelines, observing.

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-- seeing as he was late, the tom decided to just watch. vivid visionaries fixed on the participating cats, comic paw began to make his bets on who he thought would win muselessly.

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CRYSTAL ➢ wrote:

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[size=20pt]CRYSTAL HILL-CLIFFORD[/size]
[abbr=fluffy furred calico she-kit, long legs && icy blue eyes && reincarnation of Hopefrost && 4 moons && spiritually 15 moons && HPR && sweetie with attitude]info[/abbr] - powers - battle tags[hr][hr]

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"[b]Mind if I join in, Magni?" She chirped at the older wolf eyes glinting.

The kitten had confidence, and if he said no...well, she wouldn't take no for an answer. She flex her unusually young adult sized claws, and flicked her fluffy white tipped tail. Crystal, despite her size and age, was determined to be included in this training session.[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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The calico arrived quietly. gods, this wasn't like her, but it was hard for her to find a way to feel comfortable in Sunclan. It wasn't home, but it was where she had to stay. It was her duty. Perhaps attending community events would do her some good. Observant my glancing at all those present, noting their fighting the unique and who lacked a partner, she noticed Crystal. Maybe she'd like to spar? She looked to be the same oloration as Estella, calico, if she was seeing correctly, and it wouldn't do the new Sunclanner harm to test her skills and strengthen her fragile body. Estella had never had any formal training, nor had she built up much muscle around her brittle bones.

She cleared her throat as she approached, not knowing if she should hope that she wouldn't be rejected or pray that she wasn't crushed into pieces if she wasn't. "Excuse me, would you like to spar?"

[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; width:400px;] Pedro was probably late, but that didn't stop he friendly weasel from exuberantly waving his tail at the gathered SunClanners. "Would anyone like to spar with me?"

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Sparring, sounded cool. With a smile the apprentice came forward and gently looked towards everyone, "So, like, anyone wanna spar?"

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