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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; margin-top: -8px]Her task was to learn to do a handstand. Or, a pawstand, in her case. She wasn't sure how this was gonna go down. The canine could be found in a clearing, trying and failing very hard at standing on her front paws only.

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    [justify][size=8]☆ Nova grinned widely at the canine before attempting it herself. She actually did it pretty well for her first time before tumbling over. "Heh." The guard chuckled, smiling at Ephemeral.


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    Seeing the other females trying to do handstands, the lavender-eyed rhinoceros tried it. After trying it a couple times, Stormy realized that no, rhinos could not do handstands. She let out a sigh as she sat down to watch.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 9.5pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 130%]⋆ Slipping up beside his mother, the three-month-old puppy snickered at the canine's futile attempts to do a.......what was she doing, anyways? It obviously was some sort of......gymnastics move, but Granite didn't know what it was exactly. "Uh, what are you trying to do?"

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; margin-top: -8px]"A handstand," the apprentice grunted, falling over yet again and slamming her back against the ground. She groaned in pain, slowly getting to her paws once more. "I can't fu- freaking do this," the girl mumbled.

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    The kitsune prodded Ephemeralpaw lightly with his paw. Again, he didn't really knew how to speak English that well, so, gestures will have to do. Once he got her attention, Kenji strided towards a tree, twisting his head to the side to see if the apprentice was looking at him. In one, swift motion, he stood on his fore paws. Well, for a few seconds that is. Even though his dad sort of forced him to do paw-stands with searing, hot coals underneath (thanks dad), he didn't wanted to discourage the femme. As such, he leaned back, letting his back rest against the trunk of the tree before trying again. He did this a few more times before Ephemeralpaw got what he was implying.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; margin-top: -8px]She glared playfully at Zjarr before turning her attention to the kitsune that poked her. She cocked her head and watched him, soon getting the point. "Oh! That's a good idea," she barked, padding up to a tree and doing as he showed, with her back against the bark and only her front paws holding her up, as well as the tree, of course.

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    Kenji chuckled, nodding even though he was practically upside down. It was a pretty good exercise in general. In fact, it seemed a bit peaceful, meditative... Actually bearable if you don't want to be seated by white, burning coals DAD! Unfortunately, his preoccupied mind didn't registered the sudden presence of a parrot that was flying towards him. Slyly, his Japanese translating parrot put brambles in front of him. Then, the bird shoved the canine down, losing his balance. Kenji yelped, only to land on the brambles, "YOWW! Akio naze anata wa zasshu koto o yarimashita!" yeah let's not translate that...
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    [justify][size=8]☆ Nova purred at the sight of Granitepup, aiming to nuzzle him before murmuring, "Hey, hey, Granite, watch this kiddo," She laughed, hopping up and attempting the handstand again. The guard started counting to see how long she could stay in the air. "One.. two.. three.. foUR-" The counting was interrupted by gravity as the dilute warrior fell over. She looked up at her kid hopefully, wanting to make him laugh. She rolled over and sat up once again. "Can ya do one?" Nova inquired, aiming to ruffle the fur on his head before turning her attention over to Kenji as he managed to do one as well. "Hahah," It would be a bad idea to translate what he said.


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