Sands and Seas [Semi-Lit Winged Cat RP] Accepting!

[Dream of Eternity]

Dance nodded and crouched down, trying to imitate his every move. She coiled her muscles and suddenly launched herself at an invisible enemy, claws outstretched. With a little squeak she tumbled and rolled over, having not landed on balance. Standing up and shaking herself off, she said with a little laugh "Well, I guess pouncing isn't my specialty." Her eyes danced with amusement.

[honeydont]

"Nearly there." Adrian kept his face stoic, but his eyes glimmered in amusment. Silly kit. "It takes a bit to master it." If that had been a real situation, you would be dead by now, Princess. "Pounce on me. Try to land on my back, between my wings, and keep out of reach of my head. Be prepared to jump off if your enemy starts to roll."

[Dream of Eternity]

Dance nodded, her eyes narrowing in concentration. Again she coiled her muscles and pounced, this time landing exactly where he had described. She pressed her paws down, trying to hold on without sinking her claws into him.

[honeydont]

"Use your claws, Princess. You can't hold on that way." Adrian said in a low tone. Dance's weight pressed down on him, but not very much. She was very light. He dopped his body down low and tensed, before springing up into the air, throwing his hindquarters foward in an atempt to dislodge her. Normally Adrian would drop to the ground and roll sideways to crush his opponent, but he didn't want to hurt Dance. Couldn't.

[duckteeth]

Flicker looked annoyedly as she realized that it was the fact she had wings tht made the Princess a better fighter than she was- and Dance had just started only a short while ago. Fury built up inside her for a moment and she tried to keep it out of her eyes but she couldn't. She could almost feel the heat inside them like a raging fire. It wasn't fair.

If rayven ever had to choose there'd be no question of who he'd pick.

[Caribou.]

Peregrine lay down as well, feeling guilty at how lazy he was acting. A good hunter needs his sleep, though, so he lay his head atop of his gray paws and shut his bright eyes. In his sleep he twitched slightly as he dreamt of hunting for prey and racing around on ground or in flight.

Nyx opened her eyes slightly, sunlight pouring though the opening in the cave. Yawning, she got up, stretched out her large wings, and trotted out the entrance. Nyx paused, than looked back at Perigrine. Was he awake?

[duckteeth]

Peregrine made a small noise in his sleep and was suddenly disturbed by the sound of Nyx moving. His ears were insanely sensitive due to his hunter-status and he wasn't a light sleeper at all. Picking his head off of his forepaws he blinked a few times and lashed his tail before realizing Nyx had gotten up. Oh. Wel, she was her own self and didn't have to sleep. Laying his head down he gave a barely intelligble murmur of something and shut his eyes again.

[Caribou.]

Nyx watched him for a moment, perking up her ears as she heard him murmur. Realizing he wasnt getting up, she trotted out of the cave, letting the warm wind blow through her fur. She hoped Peregrine would wake soon, she wanted someone to hunt with

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(( Don't worry about it. C: ))

Rayven shook his head slightly, his eyes seemingly glued on the two figures. His tail swayed from side to side, making a pattern of a fan in the sand. "Neither have I; I've never seen any member of the Royal Flock fight, actually. I didn't think they knew how," he mused, his tone having faint amusement in it. By the looks of it, Dance wasn't half-bad. Sure, she was no expert and certainly couldn't win in a real fight, but she stood a chance...perhaps. Rayven couldn't really tell how well Dance was doing, considering that she, the Queen and Adrian were such a distance away. However, he did note the hesitation in Adrian, which meant that Dance's hit had packed a bit of power behind it. Well, that was a surprise to Rayven; he hadn't known she had it in her. His eyes trailed below when he saw the slight movement of another figure who was also seemingly watching the practice. Flicker, Rayven thought.

(( Uh...bump. Again. D: I added a bit more, in case there hadn't been enough to reply to.))

[duckteeth]

Flicker felt Rayven's look and glanced back, the fur on her tail prickling slightly and that stupid fluttery feeling in her chest and stomach. Sighing slightly she realized that he had probably been watching Dance. Stupid, rotten royal. Stupid winged cat. A low growl rose in her throat and she turned away. She didn't want Rayven to think she was angry at him or anything like that. She wasn't.

...right?