don't you let out [ open - sparring ] that antidote

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][justify]★ Wildlife sighed softly. Now there was a whole different training the Clans had to do now that The Exiles was around. For now, Wildlife was in the mood for some lowkey sparring. The grizzly bear stood in camp, giving each leg a quick stretch and then parting his powerful jaws for a quick yawn. He shook his head slightly, then he called out.


    "Anyone up for some sparring?" He rumbled aloud. It wouldn't be too hardcore. Wildlife would need an even match for that.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 420px; height: 130px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 420px; height: 130px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 420px; min-height: 130px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: verdana][b]Oh. Sparring? Jeez, Olive couldn't even remember her last spar. [color=yellow][b]"I'd be up for it." she barked, shapeshifting into a German Shepherd/Border Collie mix. It reminded her of Oscar, whose death still pierced her...
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: georgia;][justify]Well, Denim came late. He knew how to work with herbs so if anyone actually got hurt he could help. To hell with whatever the Medic Team said about him--he'll use herbs even if his title was taken from him. Politics didn't concern him.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=12px][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; margin-top: -10px;][justify][size=12px]★ It seemed Aru arrived on the scene a little too late. He would have gladly taken Wildlife up on that spar, but it seemed Olive had beat him to it. A soft sigh pushing past his lips, he ventured over to the sidelines where he would sit and observe the match with interest in his cerise gaze.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]From the time she had been let out from her den to now, the feisty obsidian medicine cat apprentice was more than ready to actually watch some sparring sessions. Sure, she hasn't got any proper training yet, but she was more than happy to just watch and to simply train at her own time whenever she wants to. Seeing the match-up, she was more than happy. Ah, the typical big vs. small kind of thing, and somewhat, she could sense this was either a tie or either Agent Olive would win. Her cerulean visionaries could only gaze both creatures left to right, expecting a fight to happen anytime soon to observe.



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    Without a word, the rhinoceros sat down, waiting for the two to start sparring. If she was betting, her bet would be on Agent Olive, though she wasn't sure of the outcome.


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    [justify][sub][color=white]"But...but.." the white kitten murmured, aqua blue optics full of worry as he stopped beside his sister. "Mrs Olive shouldn't be fighting," he blinked, staring at her stomach, even though she shapeshifted. "Or shapeshifting.."[/fancypost][align=center]
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    "OLIVE what did I tell you about shapeshifting? It's not healthy for the babies. Now change back into your normal form and just wait. You are on probation from fighting until those babies are born." Ven said now quite concerned for his sister in law. "I will spar as well Wildlife."


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    [b] win it all for the win ![/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 20px; letter-spacing:-1px;][align=center][color=black][size=10][b][abbr=7 years - female - councilor - ThunderClan - dating Samuel - NPC x NPC - mother of 5: Opal, Olin, Ostia, Ona and Brokencub (adoptive) - based off of Agent Olive from Odd Squad] tag . [abbr=Speaking: Bold Yellow - Roleplaying: Default Text Font - Thinking: Bold Italic Yellow - attack in bold yellow or #FF0000]tag . [abbr=all free powers; ability to glow, conjuration, seeing spirits, manipulation of soundwaves and molecules, all free bodies (red fox is default), telepathy]tag . [abbr=Whip-smart and confident, she reacts stone-faced to many situations since she's likely seen it all before when traveling as a loner. She travels with her energetic thrill-seeking partner Agent Otto, who despite his name is not a spy of any kind.] tag . [abbr=#agentolive]tag[/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 420px; height: 130px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 420px; height: 130px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 420px; min-height: 130px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: verdana][b]Issuing out a heavy sigh, she shapeshifted back into her red fox form. Dammit. Now she knew why being preggers was bad for humans too. Mumbling under her breath, she took a step back.
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    Ivan walked up and took a seat next to Ven, adjusting his scarf as he did so. "I vill fight. You ZunderClanners have never zeen Russian fighting moves, have you? Zis should be interesting." He shapeshifted into a broad-shouldered Central Asian Shepherd Dog and waited to be paired.

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    Flamewhisker of ThunderClan
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    "I guess I can try my paw at sparring..." A russet male wolf appeared, but Flamewhisker's voice escaped from him. He sat down, tail curled around his paws, and awaited his sparring partner. "Any extra rules, or is it the usual sparring?" he asked Wildlife.


    Brightheart of ThunderClan
    [size=7pt]Light ginger with orange chest|Female|Cat|Easy[/size]



    Lightningstar of Wild-StormClan
    [size=7pt]Black and white tuxedo|Male|Cat|Sharpened claws|Medium[/size]



    Lurkemden of ThunderClan
    [size=7pt]Black|Male|Wolf|Sharp canines|Medium[/size]



    Fear of SpineClan
    [size=7pt]Gray with dark gray paws|Male|Cat|Sharpened teeth|Medium[/size]



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