Sweet Spring Breezes
Cairo II
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (295)
Weaponsmaster
9 Years
Male
50
BrienaSkysong
He gave his best game effort, and came in half a nose behind her. He trotted to a stop and collapsed to sprawl in a lanky heap, a puddle of milk and dark chocolate fur and green armor. His sides heaved, both with manic panting and giddy laughs of his own, tail thwapping against the grass as he heaved to catch his wind, whole body throbbing after all the exertion.
“It’s official, you win at races and tag.” He wheezed out a laugh, eyes sagging half shut as his breathing gradually returned to normal. “Hooooo I’m going to sleep well tonight. Good thing I’m not slated for patrol tonight.”
He stretched his legs, toes flexing apart before he went limp and he chuckled, half drowsy, but fully contented with the day’s events. They might not have gotten a spar in, but damned if they hadn’t gotten in some intensive exercise.
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