Magical Starsign.

[Frisk E. Coyote]

[Grounds]

Horyo's tail stopped wagging and he sheathed his wakizashi. "Oh, alright... an understandable proposition." He murmured in disappointment in his gravelly voice as he trotted over to his katana, flicking it up by the handguard with his nose. The sword flew into the air, twirling as Horyo sat on his haunches, raising his paws up as he caught it back in its saya. It did not feel like a win at all, but he respected his opponent's wishes. "Yes sensei, we are through. Thank you for witnessing the sparring match." He bowed his head respectfully. "And thank you for training with me." He thanked his opponent and trotted off to a sunny spot where he could sit quietly in meditation.

[Front Desk]

The blue-furred feline followed through with the procedure, then raced her plumed hat an inch off her head in greeting. "Shucks, y'sure I be getting me room this way there, ma'am? It seems awfully... simple."