this thread will have to be more focused on fighting than the pups :| this fails
J'adore had set a time and date for the lesson with Ayasha. He had cleaned the knifes, checked that each of his knives were in working condition and would not break and cause any injuries. He had carefully set them up outside the cabin, high up on a table away from Iskander and Ferrari. The former of which had spoke his first 'word' that morning. A rather discontented 'FERRR!' Despite the tension of the situation, at least for the puppies, J'adore found a smile playing on his lips.
The pair had continued their individual activities inside, while J'adore grabbed a few medical supplies incase. He had just finished when a call at the door came. Surely it couldn't be time already? He shrugged, turning to the door. 'Ayasha?' he asked opening the door. 'Come in. The pups are awake, so don't worry'.
Ayasha didn't get a chance to come in, as the pair of pups moved outside before she could. 'Er, nevermind' J'adore said with a laugh, 'I think they want to see some action'. The duo yipped in agreement, Iskander with a little less enthusiasm however. 'Grab a pair of knifes' the Spaniard said as he took up his own personal pair, the handles coated in colored string grips and feathered tassles at the end.
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