12-05-2019, 03:30 PM
[align=center][div style="bgcolor= black; width: 500px; font-family: georgia;font-size:12px;text-align:justify"]Moth knew immediately from the call to attention, she would not like whatever was going to happen here. It was an unfamiliar voice to her that had called, and at that, it had been a demanding one that requested them to partner up and fight, and when she heard the words come from Kaz's maw about being here for all of three days as she made her way over, she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose in annoyance. They were not a training camp full of soldiers meant to be bossed around and trained in harsh ways, especially so soon after the raid.
Bag filled with herbs and bandages wrapped around the medic's side, she would come to a stop beside Perseus - a face she hadn't seen in quite a while, but she was happy to see it nonetheless - listening as Kaz once again ordered others around, telling them who to fight with and how it was going to happen. 'I expect to see some claws, some teeth, a couple of bruises, because on the field you aren't going to get any pulled punches.' Ears pinned to the feline's head as she heard these words, looking over all those who were there. Some she knew would hold back, others - Snarl mainly, if she was being honest - she knew could go overboard if edged on too much, while others she didn't know anything about how their fighting went.
At that, she turned over towards Kaz, tail lashing out behind her for a second before her maw opened to speak. "If anything happens in this where someone gets too hurt because you're holding this military-style training camp for whatever reason, then I'll be sure to have your hide."
Bag filled with herbs and bandages wrapped around the medic's side, she would come to a stop beside Perseus - a face she hadn't seen in quite a while, but she was happy to see it nonetheless - listening as Kaz once again ordered others around, telling them who to fight with and how it was going to happen. 'I expect to see some claws, some teeth, a couple of bruises, because on the field you aren't going to get any pulled punches.' Ears pinned to the feline's head as she heard these words, looking over all those who were there. Some she knew would hold back, others - Snarl mainly, if she was being honest - she knew could go overboard if edged on too much, while others she didn't know anything about how their fighting went.
At that, she turned over towards Kaz, tail lashing out behind her for a second before her maw opened to speak. "If anything happens in this where someone gets too hurt because you're holding this military-style training camp for whatever reason, then I'll be sure to have your hide."