IT'S OH-SO SAD // open, swimming class

[DANTE NORTHWEST.]

♛ SMOKED A PACK OR TWO, IT NEVER WAS A PROBLEM —

Dante had talked to Yes Man about this small event and of course, the leader agree to it. "I'm hosting swimming lessons in the jungle." Dante announced in his gruff voice as he begun to walk towards the entrance of The Pitt's camp, on his way to exit it. The hybrid waited a few seconds before a huff escaped him and he went off towards the jungle and settled himself beside a large lake, awaiting visitors.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px darkorange; font-size: 24px;"]— DANTE♛

#psychosocial.

[Character Graveyard.]

[align=center][div style="width: 400px; line-height: 100%; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; color: black;"]Swimming lessons? Sounded kind of fun! The pampas cat would make her way over to Dante and she offered a large grin to the hybrid male. Toga loved doing fun things, but she liked fighting the most, if she had to be honest. She liked the sight of one's blood or guts or both spilling out from their body, but her favorite part was the terrified look on her victim's faces before she killed them.

"Count me in!" She would said excitedly, before she followed Dante as he began to head in the direction of the large lake in the jungle.

[pallid-i]

One Chance

Yes Man didn't normally swim, so when Dante came up to him asking if he could host swim lessons, the male was pleasantly surprised. Of course he agreed to it, but after Dante had left, the savannah had debated with himself if he should join or not. In the end, he decided why not.

So there he was, quietly following behind the hybrid with his usual smile. Swimming could be fun, right? Surely his little protege wouldn't mind saving him from drowning if something did go wrong.

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[DANTE NORTHWEST.]

♛ SMOKED A PACK OR TWO, IT NEVER WAS A PROBLEM —

Yes Man showing up did surprise Dante, though the strange feline definitely wasn't going to complain about the leader joining in on the lessons. As Yes Man came over, Dante offered the other male a dip of his head before he turned to Toga. "You know anything about swimming at all?" He asked, one ear flicking. Of course, Yes Man could answer as well if he wanted to, but the question was mostly directed to Toga since she had been the one to outright state she was participating.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px darkorange; font-size: 24px;"]— DANTE♛

#psychosocial.

[melantha]

[align=center][div style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; width: 60%; text-align: justify;"]Melantha is among the last to arrive. It took a while for the introverted creature to decide if she even wanted to show up or not, much less participate. But she supposes that it is part of her duty to get to know the common faces of the group so that she can do a better job at identifying any usual occurrences. So, really, the golden wildcat is only present because of her job, not because she wants to. That much is clear from her bland expression as she approaches beside Yes Man, the only individual she even remotely likes at this point. Not to say that she hates everyone else--they're just strangers, and Mel is wary of strangers. They're, well, strange. And she has trust issues. "Yeah, you get in and you paddle," is the mountain lioness's valuable contribution as she quietly takes a seat beside the ardent. What a good student.