Open PAFP Camp two to tango [sparring]

[WOLFPACK]

AND I AM SORRY MY CONSCIENCE CALLED IN SICK AGAIN​

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OOC- please wait for @BONE to reply first :)

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"Hey Bone, you wanna spar?" called Wolf from where he'd just finished stretching out, lips tugged into a smirk as he regarded the single-striped shecat.

To be honest, there was nothing in particular that had singled her out as the one to choose. She'd simply caught his eye during a moment of restless boredom. He imagined he'd test the skill of most of these cats at some point or other, so it didn't really matter where he started, did it? The only thing that did was her response.

She, like many of the newly named 'Shadowclanners' , was still a mystery to Wolf as far as he was concerned. Knowing some names and faces didn't change that fact. Knowing how she reacted to something like this, though? Seeing how she fought? That might be useful to him at some point. He imagined that would be a sentiment they all shared eventually though; wanting to know the strengths and weaknesses of the cat following you into whatever trouble life might be handing out that day.

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loner/future shadowclan - male - a large, monochrome chimera with mismatched eyes and several scars​

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[BONESTALKER]

Arriving back in camp she has found some feathers and moss. Her goal being to make herself a nest finally so that she can actually get in some good sleep since being here. The ground is...too soft for her liking and so perhaps she can toughen things up a bit. As she steps to go and place her items down a sudden voice alerts her. With a pause she lowers her head and places her bedding on the ground with care. Turning to stare at Wolf with her normal neutral gaze. There is no real emotion behind it. But it is calculative, sharp and she finally fully faces him. Stepping over her items she approaches and dips her head to the other. Casual greeting. He wants to spar with her. There is little reason to say no. Plus with Thunderclan it is always good to keep her skills sharp. "Very well. What are your terms if you have any?" Some like rules and some do not. Either way she can play his little game if she must. Her claws slowly flex, dragging into the ground as she waits to see just what he wishes to do. Sparring is a good way to judge someone's strengths so maybe she will learn something today.

 

[VANILLAPAW]

Vanilla is loitering around near @fennelpaw when Wolfpack interrupts Bonestalker, ever-rigid, a lookout for her brother but faltering when she turns her eyes away from the normal hustle and bustle to look. She taps her brother with her tail, gesturing a paw out towards the two as if to say pay attention. Its a good learning opportunity for her brother, to learn more about defense when she isn't there to help him. The thought of it makes her heart seize up for a second, her chest tight and her mouth dry as she stiffens. That'll never happen. I'll always be there. What good would all of her training be, then, if she wasn't? She makes a great mental effort to dismiss the thought and clear her head.

She crouches low to the ground in a resting manner, tail flicking behind her. She, herself, is content to watch, to learn, to see Wolf in action, to see Bonestalker fight. Green eyes narrow ever so slightly, trained upon the pair.