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    [fancypost bgcolor=#dfffdf; border: none; border-bottom: double 3px white; width: 410px; height: 200px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 200px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #1C1C1C; font-family: verdana; text-transform: lowercase;]For a clan that was supposed to be fearsome and spooky, the territory did have some nice bits. Miss was in one of them now- a small, well-lit meadow tucked in a clearing of the forest. As she waited for her pupil to arrive, she was setting down a loop of pebbles to form the shape of a ring. Should he not keep her waiting, it would soon become a fighting one.


    It would have been silly to expect training from her to be easy.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=BACKGROUND COLOR; bordercolor=BORDER COLOR; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align: TEXT ALIGN; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR;]Running in a little late Birch spread his wings one last time to get through a hole that was up higher he slipped through and greeted miss with a big red toothed smile," Hey Miss I'm here sorry I'm a little late." said the cub preparing for a little hard training.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-bottom: double 3px white; width: 400px; height: 50px; background: url(https://media0.giphy.com/media/l1l3TCGoCsY0g/200_s.gif); font-size: 26pt; line-height: 23pt; text-align: center; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: Georgia; letter-spacing: 2px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 4px black; text-transform: lowercase;]miss havisham
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    [fancypost bgcolor=#dfffdf; border: none; border-bottom: double 3px white; width: 410px; height: 200px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 200px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #1C1C1C; font-family: verdana; text-transform: lowercase;]There was no such thing as a 'little late'- only early, punctual, or late. Each one spoke volumes. "What could be so important that deserved your attention more than our training session?" she mewed half-jokingly. Her paws pushed the last pebble into place. If Birchcub wasn't going to be taking this seriously, she wasn't looking forward to making him. "Now we'll both have to work overtime." Shaking her head, she stepped into the thing, intentionally avoiding looking at her pupil's red teeth. As long as he didn't complain about it hurting or getting in the way, Miss wouldn't bring up the sudden mutations he'd experienced soon after arriving. For a brief moment, she'd thought the gods were trying to kill him for her crimes, but that was ridiculous. Such things didn't exist. "Get in the stone circle."
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    The calico grunted in response. "Don't let it happen again." He was lucky to have her, Miss told herself. Plenty of other kits would give anything to be the Bishop's student: their homes, lives, identities. In fact, many of them had, but they had all left for some reason or another. All of the others had been too weak to realize the potential that she could help them unlock if they had just learned to obey and learn from her. Miss was especially devastated that all of her females had left. She had planned for them to become her start students- the crown jewels of her academy and perhaps the clan, but it seemed like they would have to do with Birch. "If you pay close attention and do well today, I have something important to tell you after your training." That should keep him on his toes for a while.


    "So, tell me, how much do you think you already know? What is it you want to learn from me."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=BACKGROUND COLOR; bordercolor=BORDER COLOR; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align: TEXT ALIGN; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR;]"It won't happen again." said the young wolf now in the rock circle."Can you tell me now?" asked the young wolf wanting to know sooner than later,"Um I know that if I can I should sink my teeth in to their neck at the first chance I get."

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: timesnewroman; font-size: 14px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -30px; letter-spacing: +2px; text-align: center;]skulls — bishop — female — medium[/fancypost]
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    Due to her tall, but frail stature, Miss didn't have firsthand experience with the kind of battle tactics Birch would have to use. But have no fear, she'd known some pretty tough dudes in her lifetime. She'd been practically raised by them, since Lady wasn't usually around to do that. "So, do you have the bite to back up the bark?" she purred. They were both charting new waters, but Miss would try to stay one step ahead in the wolf's training. Her tail motioned for him to stay as she darted into the forest. It would all have been so much easier if Roland were still around...


    It was pathetic that she was still hung up on him. They'd never been a couple, just friends. Well, best friends- but she was getting distracted. Havisham snatched up a nearby branched and set it down before Birch when she returned.


    "Let's start with seeing how strong your jaw is- bite down on this branch and we'll see how deep the teeth marks are." Spinning off from what he already knew would be easier than completely starting over with his training.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=BACKGROUND COLOR; bordercolor=BORDER COLOR; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align: TEXT ALIGN; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR;]"Okay here we---" he cut him self off biting into the branch with it being as soft of a wood as it was his bite marks were fairly deep. "Ah that tastes horrible and I don't want to do that again." complained the young wolf being about 2 to 3 time her size he knew she would be quicker than him when they started.

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    R we still training or ?

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: timesnewroman; font-size: 14px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -30px; letter-spacing: +2px; text-align: center;]skulls — bishop — female — medium[/fancypost]
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    A proud wiggle of her tail was already taking place with the results, so when he complained a more jovial response chuckled from her chest. "Don't worry. I promise you won't have to do redo that. That is, of course, as long as you keep your promise." Alright, so maybe they didn't need to be hard all the time, but tardiness was going to be an irritating when a repeated offense.


    "I don't think we need to work on your bite for now, but we should figure out what the best way is for you to get close enough to actually deliver that bite." Licking her chest to bring the mood down a few notches, she proceeded to gesture towards the forest. "I want you to go in there and collect one lavender sprig from five separate plants. They're purple and have a light, sweet scent. Come back here when you've got them all and we'll head home to rest." They were the only medicinal plants she really knew, having been surrounded by them when she had her kittens. "But, whatever you do, do not let me nip you." The medic at the time correctly thought they would calm her. "Now go!"


    With that, Havisham waved him away, refusing to allow questions to happen. It would ruin the surprise of having his mentor attack him in the middle of the woods- while doing a task she'd asked him to do.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-shadow:0px 0px 5px black; letter-spacing:1px][justify][sub][color=black]"Okay." said the young wolf as he headed out the same way he came in think how in the world he was supposed to find something purple when all dogs are color blind. Ether way he was going to find the lavender and he just happened to find some catmint too that would be good for Mizu he was looking for some, but anyway he found 3 sprigs of lavender and was taking forever so he started walking back to the clearing miss was at to give her those three then come back for more.[/fancypost]


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    If Miss got near it, she wasn't quite sure what would happen to her. Sure, she'd dealt with the stuff before, but it had been a while. Any tolerance of it she once had may have faded.


    Welp. Only one way to find out.


    In a blur of black, white, and orange she darted out from the cover of foliage, snapping her jaws gently as she aimed to run by the young wolf.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-shadow:0px 0px 5px black; letter-spacing:1px][justify][sub][color=black]Feeling the nip he turned to the side it came from the growled the whatever was there but not seeing anything he figured it was a bug and dismissed it going back to looking for the lavender.[/fancypost]


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