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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 8:27 am
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Canicus paced back and forth, in a slightly soured mood. It was a wonder how easy he became in a bad mood since meeting the rogue-turned-firekin. He realized he still didn't know her name... and he was aware that bothered him slightly. But she didn't know his either, was it equally as bothersome? He'd made his way to the sparring pits shortly before dawn, even though he didn't expect the female to come to the area until after the sun was peaking of the horizon. There was still just a bite of chill to the air, the same chill that would kill you if you found yourself too far away from the dens at night in the desert. It was perhaps one of his favorite times of day, and the best time to come and practice sparring. If you were lucky enough to have a partner; not many firekin were at the pits this early.
He'd not minded the short wait for the sun to make it's first appearance, it was easier for him to think up what they should be working on. He decided it should be her power, how hard she could hit. And how often she'd hit, since she seemed more apt to hang back in the pitt. Of course, this all could have been some strategy of hers that just hadn't worked out in the end... he paused in his pacing and frowned, then slowly sat. Could that have been it? Maybe they should have another serious duel before he began the training?
"Bah... why am I doing this anyways? She isn't some cub fresh from her mother's teat.." He mumbled to himself, then glanced to the sky and scowled. His blue eyes scanned the sands in the surrounding area; she wasn't here yet. That made him a little annoyed too... didn't she take him seriously? Of course... any normal lion didn't demand that their company show up the instant the sun was over the horizon, it wasn't very fair. And it left room to debate what time that actually was... she could still show up five minutes from then and consider herself on time. He didn't care, it was his meeting and his decision and he'd decided she was late!
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 9:28 am
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His ears flicked as he finally noticed approaching pad falls, but before he could turn to scold the dark lioness he felt her body suddenly almost mold to his side! His whole frame tensed to and his eyes first widened then narrowed, his maw opening to ask her what the hell she was doing. Especially out here in the open... no! He shouldn't be caring who saw what was happening just now! But as she opened her mouth and tried to warn him before he could warn her himself her words were laughable. He did chuckle. She'd try, would she? She'd be surprised at some of the females from his pride then. They knew ways to flip the larger males onto their backs during duels, how to knock their feet out from under them... Bodair would have to learn all of these things as well.
He was still trying to figure out what the hell to say to the weird female, try and figure out why this interaction was different from yesterdays... ah... it didn't have that same teasing spark to it, did it? She wasn't doing this to piss him off... or to get him hot and bothered. No, she really was doing this to get herself warm, wasn't she? For some reason that made him nervous. Canicus didn't do well with nervous. Or annoyed. Embarrassed. Even happy, sad, etc. He simply felt awkward with emotions. He was much more comfortable feeling apathetic towards any of the day's events. Excitement came from sparring or even more serious fights. Not... not from some smaller female snuggling up into his side!
Since her comment booked no argument... sort of... he was able to just focus on calming his heart rate down. He was even becoming a little comfortable when she was suddenly opened her maw again, reminding him of the real reason they were actually at the pits today. He cleared his throat and found himself standing and finally shifting away from her. "Well if the little roguess can't handly the cold desert nights perhaps..." He trailed off, raising his brows and implying that maybe she should go back to the rogue lands.
Let's see that temper flair. He thought, almost fondly. "If you're reluctant to be doing this than you shouldn't have agreed to the bet in the first place." Serious tone was back, no more teasing or joking. "Today we will be working on your power, and how to hit into an opponent effectively. Even the larger ones."
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:08 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:20 am
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It was odd to feel so annoyed and so... so charmed at the same time. Who was this girl kidding? Herself, apparently. "So you're saying that the females in this pride, who've never complained about the cold once that I can remember, they're freezing from lack of mane?" He spoke slowly, almost thoughtfully. Again though he was mocking her... he couldn't help that she brought out this side of him. She'd started it, anyways!
She seemed more on the defense today, though. He guessed that was okay, she was continuing to spark his interest. Each time he thought that maybe he was done with bothering with the female she did something that just... what? Amused him? Annoyed him, more likely. She was like a puzzle he needed to figure out... which was odd, he'd never been much of a thinker. "So we'll duel again. Are you alright with that?" He glanced over his shoulder, wondering is she was going to take the duel seriously or not. "And your goal is to figure out how to knock me off my feet. I doubt you can, since you're rather lacking in confidence." He mumbled the last bit as if to himself, but made sure she'd be able to hear him.
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Pink Myth generated a random number between
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:23 am
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Lethrossen generated a random number between
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:24 am
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He listened intently for anything she might add to the conversation but her words never game. He frowned ever so slightly, wondering why this was. Wasn't she the chatty one the other day? And then he heard the sudden movement, different from just walking and quickly he knew she was on the offense. He spun around, effectively making her miss as he backed away several steps, growling slightly.
Fine, she didn't want to talk. He lunged forward, swiping a paw out and she dodged it. "See? All you're good for. Dodging. Take the hit, make a hit." Of course, this contradicted his own actions of avoiding her hits... but he wanted her to become more adventurous, more spontaneous. When he'd swiped at her and she'd backed away he just grinned, meeting her eyes. "I don't think you'll be able to land one paw on me, let alone knock me off my paws." This was weird too, he didn't enjoy speaking during a sparring match. Silence was his forte, or so he thought.
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Pink Myth generated a random number between
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:47 am
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Lethrossen generated a random number between
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:48 am
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His gaze narrowed a little and he smirked slowly. "I'll have you meet my sister." He was serious too, he had three sisters but Zalia was his favorite sister. Or maybe just his closest sister, he guessed. He wasn't sure what a good idea it was, but it would be amusing for him. He always enjoyed his spars with Zalia, and she could hold her own. In fact, she could best him more than he was willing to admit.
He shook his head a little as they circled each other. It was more like morning exercise than an actual spar, unfortunately. "Well I haven't been hit yet, have I?" He said sarcastically, changing the meaning of his previous statement. "This is your training anyhow. Waiting for you." Once she'd actually get a few good hits in he'd start taking her seriously again.
He lunged to the left, but she shifted to the right as his claws came out. "Good as ever at evasion." He smiled slowly.
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Pink Myth generated a random number between
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:49 am
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Lethrossen generated a random number between
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Pink Myth generated a random number between
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:52 am
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Lethrossen generated a random number between
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Pink Myth generated a random number between
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:53 am
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Lethrossen generated a random number between
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