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Bryne had woken up early in the morning, and spent the dull, cool morning with Vogel. The patchy lion had taken to getting up earlier so he could spend more time with Bryne. Once he was more away, they began their normal morning walk - or it would be normal, but today was nice and cool.

The silver lioness was excited. The morning was cool enough for a for a spar and she was looking for the perfect place - or the perfect partner. Vogel might not be awake enough to fight yet, but she could always find someone who was - like Alili, of course.

She nudged Vogel along, searching out the dark lioness as she walked. It didn't take long for the pair to spot the dark figure.

"Morning!" Bryne greeted the pacing lioness, near vibrating with excitement. Vogel, on the other hand just looked quite cheerful. He was awake, for once during their walk, enough to enjoy Bryne's excitement. He smiled at her fondly.

"Morning," he repeated.

"Yes, yes, I'd love one," The silver and brown female wanted to jump right into it, of course. She'd been waiting for a long time for a cool day to finally bring relief upon the pride and allow them to spar. She was near chomping at the bit.

Luckily, Vogel had sparred with her - a little. The dark shock of mane on his head often made the heat unbearable for him as well. The patchy lion just nodded, smiling. He would move off to the sidelines and watch, perhaps!

He could make sure nothing went amiss, and - well, he could cheer them on of course! Well, not to say he wasn't just a little biased, but that was neither here nor there.

He had never seen Bryne spar before, only combated her himself. It would be an interesting watch, he could feel it.

Bryne grinned, she was ready - of course, she'd never sparred with anyone other than Vogel before, and she often went easy on him, but Alili was older and likel more experienced. She would have to be on her A-game for this spar, but of course, when she had moved to attack, she was hit instead!

"Hit!" Vogel called from the sidelined. "On Alili's side. You can do it, Bryne!" he cheered her on. The hit wasn't painful, though it smarted a little, and she could only roll her shoulders and look for an opening.

There! She went in for her attack, only hoping she would hit at all.

"Oh! And a glancing blow for Bryne! Good job!" Vogel praised from the sidelines. He was excited, though he could see Alili was the better fighter in this case. Bryne would probably learn, in time, to become better, but they were both still young.

Bryne was quite pleased that she managed to get in a hit, even though it wasn't a strong hit - one she only barely made. As Vogel said, a glancing blow. She readied herself again, watching Alili as she moved. Perhaps she could wait out the lioness.

Of course, though, she got a little disoriented by the movement, and another blow hit her, right on the side. It near knocked the wind out of her, but it was a spar, so no real, lasting damage would occur.

"And another hit, for Alili! You're both doing really well!" Vogel wanted to cheer on both of them, not finding it particularly fair he was only rooting for Bryne while Alili had no one to do the same.

Bryne shot a glance at Vogel, huffing. She hadn't seen the feint, and she wouldn't fall for another! She pondered for a moment how to begin her next attempted, strike, opting for more of a direct route and simply charging with an intent to strike once again.

Bryne gave a cheering laugh - finally managing to land a blow - as so announced by Vogel. Of course, that's when she had to focus again, on Alili. She watched her, but the dance was confusing to her, and she darted to the side to escape the blow.

Of course, the blow, though not a harsh hit, skidded right on her shoulder, the side that had already been hit. She knew she would have to stop soon.

"And tap to the shoulder for Alili!" Vogel spoke, rocking forward, watching the pair. It looked like a dance, though an unpracticed one. They would perhaps spar again, and it would look far more fluid than it did now.

Of course, that's when Bryne went in for one last attack!

Vogel gave a small whoop when Bryne got another hit in. It was a good spar, and a friendly one. Once Alili called the match, he shuffled forward towards the pair. “Maybe I’ll have to spar next time,” he gave a small laugh, rocking forward and nearly tumbling into Bryne. The lioness was strong though, keeping him up with her, albeit smarting, shoulder.

She gave a laugh as well. “Perhaps!” She nudged Vogel back into a standing position, and smiled at Alili. “We could be great partners,” she laughed. It was thrilling, she couldn’t help the half-adrenaline soaking mirth, and Vogel bounced a bit on his toes.

It was fun to watch from the sidelines, knowing neither of the lionesses would be seriously injured during the spar, and it was exciting to commentate it. He had thought of it on the fly and thought he’d give them one.

Bryne grinned at Alili when her shoulder was knocked. It didn’t hurt as much as a blow, but the touch did leave a lasting feeling. Luckily it was the opposite shoulder Vogel had managed to bump in to!

“We’ll have to spar again sometime,” Bryne grinned up at the older lioness - it would be grand, to spar again. With someone different than Vogel, that is. It was refreshing, after Vogel became predictable. “Maybe on the next cool day.”

She shook her head. “But perhaps a rest is in order,” she conceded, nudging Vogel to get a move on. “See you later!”