don't get hurt || SPARRING WEEKLY TASK

JORMUNGAND

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Him host a sparring lesson?  He'd just hurt everybody, so he had no idea what the kid was high on when he was given that task. Oh well, maybe some of the bigger animals out in the Pitt would find this interesting. He made his way to a small clearing, with a circular ring form in the middle and space to the side for people to watch. There would the fights, ah, sparring lessons, take place. "Anyone wanna fight? I'm doing sparring classes-" He trailed off with a frown.

#psychosocial.

Kold

Still reeling from the death of her mother, the sullen pup was brought back into reality by Jor's words - sparring? The term sounded familiar, but she didn't know what made it so familiar. So the child had been among the first to arrive at the clearing, finding a spot to sit on the sidelines. "I'll watch.." It would help take her mind off things, especially with the recent loss of her mother under the vilest of circumstances, according to the pup.