` ✦ ° ┊ every single night we fight ﹙ o, training session ﹚

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PINK RIBBON SCARS

THAT NEVER FORGET. I'VE TRIED SO HARD TO C L E A N S E THESE REGRETS.

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Hm, there was not much of a turnout as of yet. There were people lingering around, perhaps wanting to simply observe for now or not participate at all. One of the newer members had also shown up, determined to spar even if she was freshly bruised and bandaged. Casting a glance towards her, the lion flicked a rounded ear and said, "You're sure that you want to do this? It wouldn't be too good if you re-opened your wounds." He wasn't going to force her not to fight, but if she somehow injured herself, then he wouldn't want to be held accountable.

The voice of the leader also entered his ears, and so he swiveled his large cranium towards the other. Titan could obviously sense Moonmade's sarcasm, though it didn't not gain a laugh or even a chuckle from the observer. Eyes gleamed with a hint of amusement, however, and he replied, "It's one lap. I'm not asking for a lot." The ground area was pretty large, yes, but one lap around should be enough to get blood pumping. "Besides, stretching and warming up your muscles prevents pulling or tearing them." Titan had remembered his mentors telling him that, and the apprentices in his pride would always participate in some form of a warm-up before the training session officially began.