WELCOME TO SOLARITE. Cats representing the four elements fight to survive and take all they can from the others. Pollution and mysterious events is what keeps everyone down, sometimes it proves to even be fatal. It's 'fend for yourself', everybody against everybody. Who will win? Who's side are you on?
Well, now the wicked appearing gray maine coon could get the opportunity to sat that she would have held the first ever sparring session within Pyronite. The thought was exhilarating, but actually being out on the battle field brought even more pleasure to the femme. With hearty steps, she would make her way over to be standing right beside the inactive volcano, cold flaxen crystals scanning the camp before she itched her throat, words tearing from her rough vocal cords. "SPARRING ANYONE? TOOTH AND CLAW CAN BE USED - NO POWERS, JUST A GOOD OLD FASION FIGHT PRACTICE!" The deputy would holler, booming voice sharp and dutiful. The behemoth of a cat would then await for a person to arrive.
Eager for a chance to battle again, Sunpaw approached the deputy with a bob of her head in greeting. She wouldn't be taking the larger cat on, though; no, the Patrol Officer was going to wait for someone her own size. Maybe Stone — he seemed about the same age as her.
Post by STONE WARFYER on Jul 31, 2014 12:23:40 GMT -5
The male would slink over, flicking his tail as he rested his relaxed gaze on the fellow Patrol Master. " Would you like to spar?" he asked- voicing her thoughts cause he was a boss.
Post by Wakesfield on Jul 31, 2014 18:24:17 GMT -5
She seemed to arrive when everyone was partnering up; Stone and Sunshot were partners-- or at least, going to, unless Sunshot denied; though, she didn't see why she would deny. Unless she wasn't looking to fight, but hey; whatever floated their boats?
And so, the sleek oriental approached the larger deputy; she knew it was never wise to particularly pick on someone who was bigger than you, but this was a sparring session-- these were made for practice. You could not fight well if you didn't practice. "Perhaps you and I could be partners?"
Hey, just the guy she was thinking of. Grinning at Stone, Sunshot gave a nod of her head to signify her consent, and backed off a few pawsteps. "You can take first move." the Patrol Officer said; however, a few moments after her words, she sprang forward and aimed to knock the fellow off his paws. It was a pretty cheap trick, but in battle, you had to be prepared for anything.
Post by tropebound on Jul 31, 2014 23:02:03 GMT -5
t r o p e k i t
sparring? that was where people fought each other, right? except, they did it to get better, not to hurt the other? tropekit's fur prickled at the idea, excitement raising the fine hairs from his spine as he grinned. maybe someone his age would come along! maybe he'd get to spar, too! but, with a slightly weary, yet still excitement prone glance to his mother, the training lacking kitten stumbled backwards onto is haunches. it was likely he wouldn't be aloud to spar, maybe no one his size, or age, would show up. but at least he could watch the grown ups, and possible recreate some of the things he saw later in private, against a leaf or twig that had looked at him funny.
Upon hearing the cream oriental speak, her head would snap sharply in the direction of her Sheriff, blinking once in a rather nonchalant manner. Straightening slightly, she would give a polite dip of her head to the thinner high position in respect before her posture would return as normal. "Of course. Be my guest to make the first move, Oraclekeeper." The thick furred feline would muse, stance morphing into that of a low battle crouch. Ragged ears where slicked flat to her angular head. With this defensive position, she was capable of gathering electric strength into her rock solid muscle structure.
Gipsykit padded over quickly, watching with interest. Oh, how she wanted to join in! The mute kitten flopped down by Tropekit's side, leaning against him with all her weight. It was a playful gesture, of course; she huffed and nuzzled him slightly while staring wide-eyed at Oraclekeeper.
let's boost the activity!! join the mirenites today!
She merely nodded to acknowledge the deputy's words, trying to pinpoint any weak locations on her body; but it was hard, seeing that Brokenmirror was rather 'fluffy' and puffy; if she went to swipe at her, her claws would probably only nick through her fur and scratch her skin a little-- and her posture seemed to make it hard to knock her off her balance.
Oraclekeeper hesitated no longer as she lurched forward, aiming to slam her paws down on the top of the Maine Coon's head as an attempt to daze her; right away, she leaped backwards to try to miss any oncoming attacks that Brokenmirror had up her sleeve. Or perhaps she would get her before she pounced backwards, who knew.
The apprentice padded over with curious eyes, looking at the sparring pairs. "Anyone left to join me for a spar?" The she-cat asked. It was one of her favorite things, after all.
Daenerys Targeryen, Ranger of Pyronite
Kissingbeehives Resurgam, Lady of Crimsonite