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fif had been training by himself that day out on one of the biomes, not thinking much until he got really intense with his training. the trainee was battling a dummy he had conjured with the only power he thought he had. after a while, little white daisies began popping up out of nowhere around him. he thought nothing of it at first, but once he realised he was basically fighting in a patch of trampled flowers, he began to question it. "what in the fresh hell?" he would murmur, backpedaling with a confused look as daisies popped up at his paws. the male grumbled quietly, trying to ignore it but it just made him more irritable "why are... what?" he sat confusedly, looking around himself.