A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM | MANDATORY TRUST FALLS

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: -37px;][glow=black,2,300]Shiningpaw Deerling[/glow][/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]_{[glow=black,2,300]HAWKCLAN — OUTRIDER APPRENTICE — INFORMATION — POWERS — INTERACTION — OTHER[/glow]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;][glow=black,2,300]Was Shiningpaw there the whole entire time? Yes sirree! Was he trying hard not to be noticed so he didn't have to risk injuring himself if someone didn't catch him? Definitely!}

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_{[align=center][sub]TEMPLATE © WINNIE}
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px none transparent; overflow: auto; width: 490px; height: 150px;][justify][color=white][font=segoeuilight]The feline nodded. Truth be told, she was actually excited and couldn't really imagine what would happen if there weren't even cushions there. But now she could, oh god. That only made her more nervous but she shook it off and ran up the stairs, paws pounding against the stairs as she ran up them, and finally made it up onto the balcony.

The young serval glanced down below her. That was a long jump but she trusted that Grey wouldn't let her fall, and she reminded herself that the floors had been cushioned. So with a gulp she got ready to jump. [B]"Are you ready, Grey?" she called out as she began to get ready. She was now scared. Pretty scared.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px; font-size: 10pt; width: 420px;height:auto; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -.6px] [justify]trying to keep the wavering note of fright out of his high-pitched voice, grey called up to his friend, "yea, come on down!" the image of iowa plummeting to an extreme and ultimate death seemed plastered to the inside of his bland grey eyes, the only unoccupied part of his mind mechanically forcing him to grip the rope tightly with his jaws.

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px none transparent; overflow: auto; width: 490px; height: 150px;][justify][color=white][font=segoeuilight]The serval feline gulped and looked over the balcony. [b]"A-Alright." she stuttered and took and deep breath before leaping off the balcony, it felt as if her head was being pulled off, and it felt like her stomach was turning inside out. She nearly allowed a yell to escape her maw as she began to pummel against the ground, glancing down the best she could to see the cushioned ground getting closer and closer.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px; font-size: 10pt; width: 420px;height:auto; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -.6px] [justify]struck by how similar it seemed to his 'vision', the lanky boy was frozen for several precious moments until the 'mechanical' part of his brain that still worked commanded his slackening jaws to clamp down hard on the tough rope and jerk it hard, pulling his weight back to stop the serval's light body from becoming twisted and broken.

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px none transparent; overflow: auto; width: 490px; height: 150px;][justify][color=white][font=segoeuilight]The feline had felt as the rope dug into her flesh, feeling as if it was trying to dig through her flesh for the ribs, and she felt the rope tighten as she was jerked upwards and then slowly returned to the ground. Her heart was pounding, hard, and she felt out of breath. She never wanted to do that again, and with that she waited to be lowered down.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px; font-size: 10pt; width: 420px;height:auto; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -.6px] [justify]slowly lowering the lean serval by use of the tough rope wrapped round her abdomen, the lanky boy rushed to her side, his wide-eyed expression the picture of concern, "are ya alright? iowa, i'm so sorry for jerkin' like that! i just-"

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px none transparent; overflow: auto; width: 490px; height: 150px;][justify][color=white][font=segoeuilight]Quickly the young serval slipped out of the rope, coughing and catching her breath before then finally lifting her head to look at Grey. [b]"I-it's fine." she said with a slight cough before finally standing up tall and finally calming down. "I'm alright. What happened?" she questioned as she then sat down, her glance weary as she kept her gaze on the smaller feline.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px; font-size: 10pt; width: 420px;height:auto; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -.6px] [justify]"uhhhhh, do i really need to explain? i'm sure you really don't want to know, it wasn't a very pretty sight, to say the least," the somewhat calmed boy stammered, keeping his bland grey gaze on his shuffling paws.

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px none transparent; overflow: auto; width: 490px; height: 150px;][justify][color=white][font=segoeuilight]Iowa sighed and nodded. [b]"Very well then, at least we got through that right?" she questioned in a soft voice and light smile. She was more then relieved to even get through that torture-like session.[/fancypost]

"Okay..." Kupfer rubbed one forepaw against the back of her neck nervously, glancing around. "Er, which one of us wants to drop first?" She, at least, had wings--it would be hard to fly with a rope tied around you, but if need be she could at least slow her descent. Haebeus... probably not so much.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px; font-size: 10pt; width: 420px;height:auto; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -.6px] [justify]"right," grey nodded quickly, glad to not have to do it again, although he was still trembling slightly.

Kupfer gripped the end of a rope in her jaws, hauling it over to her fellow Clanmate. It already felt weird enough to be actually doing these "trust exercises", and tying the rope around Haebeus would just make things much, much too weird. The warrior would at least give Haebeus a chance to do things herself. "Er... Here's the rope... Can you tie it around yourself or do you need help?"