blood, sweat, and tears [ dojo ]

[Genesis Fox]

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for athena the shulian rockruff at dojo

Genesis spent the good part of her morning setting up the perfect agility course for Athena. And although the breeder always set up some kind of agility course for each of her canine every time for their first time, this one seemed even better than the last. It was perfect. From the poles, to the a-frame, to the u-shaped tunnel, and to the jumping hurdles, Genesis was thoughtful and decisive about each of their placements.

A bead of sweat rolled down the side of her face, arm rose instinctively to swipe it away with the back of her hand. A satisfied sign of exhaustion escaped her, green orbs flickered over her work with a pleased grin. “Alright,” she exhausted harshly, hands fell upon her hips as she turned to her shulian rockruff, “It’s all done. Are you-“ Her brow rose, gaze flickered for her cute little pup. Where she go?

It was at the moment the sounds of angry snarled filled her eardrums. The breeder turned, finding that the sisters were at it again.

“Father is a worthless piece of poop and you know that Kirala,” the shulian snarled, slamming her paw into the ground to assert herself and show she meant business, “I don’t understand why you are so infatuated with him. He’s not worth your time.” “Shut up Athena,” the other rockruff growled back, holding her high and refusing to stand down, “Our father is strong warrior. He just doesn’t think any of his daughter are strong. But, I’m gunna prove it and he will love me for it. You just watch.” Athena snarled louder, launching herself forward at attack her sister. Kirala, caught by surprised, took the tackle. Rounds of growls and snarls ripped through them both, each snapping their jaws at each other and attempting to pin the other down.

Seeing this, the breeder let out a grunt and marched over to them. “ENOUGH,” she boomed, towering over them like a disappointed mother who was about to whip both of their butt, “This is not the time for you two to fight. You’re sisters. Get along.” The pair stopped fighting, one getting off the other before turning their heads away from the other. Genesis rolled her eyes, reaching into her pocket to recall Kirala.

“But why me?” “I said so.”

It was only when Kirala was in her sphere did Athena turned back to her human. A very clear look of disapproval on her face. For a moment, there was no words exchanging between them. It was just Genesis glaring at the canine and the canine glaring back. But after several minutes of silent unwearying glares, it was the raven haired woman who finally cave. She sighed, motioning with a nod for Athena to follow her. “Let’s go. We need to start your training.” The steel type huffed, but followed her trainer.

Once at the agility course, the breeder pulled out a stop watch. “Kirala can complete this course correctly in under 2 minutes,” she mumbled, a brow rose in a challenge, “Let’s see what you can do.” “Do you think I care what time she can run when she is just wasting her time-“ “Stop.” Athena rolled her eyes, moving to the starting point her master pointed to. Genesis felt her patience alrighty run thin, and the training hasn’t even started yet. Today was going to be a long day.

“On your mark… get ready… set… GO!”

The shulian darted forward, speeding through the course like it was nothing. She will beat her time and more. Watch her.

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[Espurr]

[dojo]X1oGVT_V

[Genesis Fox]

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for kovu the eevee at dojo

The eevee held his head high in royalty, a distasteful expression on his face. “I am NOT doing that.” Genesis placed her hands on her hips, brows scrunched. “And… why not?” “I don’t need training. When you are as strong as I am, this is a waste of time and not worth the effort.” Genesis’s brow rose, a questioning expression crossed her face as the little boy was hatched not too long ago right before her very eyes. “Who said you’re strong?” Kovu’s face twisted in astonishment, taking by sudden insult that escaped his human. “How dare you question my strength? I come from a family of warriors and-“ “And?” The breeder interptuped, arms crossed over her chest as she looked down upon the young eevee. Again, he blinked in surprise. “AAAANNNND… I don’t need to train.” The breeder rolled her eyes, reaching out to pluck the stubborn eevee off the ground

“You do come from strong parents, but you’re no were near their level of strength,” she explained, moving towards the start of the agility course she spend the good part of her morning assembling for him, “They got that strong by working hard and battling it out. You need to do that too.” “Says who?” “Me.” Kovu huffed, turning his head away in disapproval. “Lies.” Genesis rolled her eyes, placing the eevee at the starting point. Kovu looked at the course with revolt. “I’m not doing it.”

Fed up with this attitude, the breeder became more serious. “You will, even if I have to drag you.” Kovu looked up at the human astound, seeing the hard glare he was giving her. “You wouldn’t dare.” “Try me.” A moment of silence filled the air between them, the human not giving in and the eevee refusing to back down as well. But after several minutes of silently staring at each other, it was indeed the eevee who caved in.

“Fine,” he bite back, turning away from the human in frustration, “I’ll do the course, but I’m not running. Also! If I get dirty, I’ll be your head.” An expression of ‘what the-‘ crossed her, but she sighed. Even walking the course was better than nothing, choice your battles. “Alright. You can walk it. But next time, you better run it.” “As if.”

Trotting forward, Kovu began to stroll the course like it was just a walk in the park. He went through the poles, slowly and surely. Over the a-frame, carefully and very very slowly to be sure he didn’t fall. He refused to go through the ‘dirty’ tunnel. Leaped over the short jumps, but walked pass the big jumps. He wasn’t doing those either. And lastly, ended on the platform. His head high, he smirked. “Done.” “Again.” “No.” “Yes.” “Mmmmm… no.”

This was going to be a long day.

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[Deleted]

[dojo] QoSAZ2Hg

[Genesis Fox]

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for togo the furfrou at dojo

Just like the rest of her ever growing team of fluffy butts, the breeder spent the good part of the morning setting up an agility course specifically designed with Togo the Furfrou in mind. Because the canine had no drive to battle like many of her other canines, this course was set up in a way to make it fun while still being both educational and energy burning. And to top it all off, Genesis made treats that seemed to be his favorite. This should help her encourage the very friendly canine to do something more than just demand attention.

A hand rose to her forehead, wiping away the sweat that began to form on her face. A slime danced along her deep read glossy lips, feeling yet another sense of pride with her work and attention to detail. Although this course wasn’t as intense as others she had build, it defiantly should provide enough special training for today.

And with that done, the raven haired woman turned to get her pup. She gasped when the Furfrou was literally right behind her, startling her even though the pup sat excitedly. His tail wagged so fierce that his butt wiggled, tongue hung out with his eyes bright. The human chuckled lightly and patted the pup on the head, amazed that no one wanted this dog.

“Hey Togo.” His ears perched up, entire body wagged with joy when his master patted his head. “Let have some fun, okay.” The furfrou pushed into her touch, soon his whole body pressed around her leg almost knocking the poor trainer over. “Easy boy,” she mumbled between chuckles, pushing him back, “I even made some treats.” At the mention of treats, his eyes widened and butt planted on the ground. Yes, treats.

She shook her head back and forth, finding him goofy as all hell. “Good boy,” she praised, reaching to grab a piece of kibble from her hip bag, “Now I want you to follow me and listen.” Her hand extended out, letting the furfrou gobble the treat before his full attention was on her again. She held up another piece, moving to the first obstacle and walking him through it using the treat as bait. And once done, a treat was given.

“Good,” she praised again, grabbing another treat to keep his attention, “We got several more to do. Come, follow me.” And with that, the breeder would spend the next several hours training the pup how to run the agility course. They would only stop once in a while to give the furfrou some love in order to keep his attention on the task as hand.

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[Espurr]

[dojo]inGKjTfO

[Genesis Fox]

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for iona the vulpix at dojo

While Genesis spent most of her morning setting up an agility course best suited for her little vulpix, Evo the Growlithe and said vulpix sat on the side lines watching. Iona could feel her face get hot, silently admiring the growlithe as he sat tall and proud next to her. He looked so much like her father, and he was so brave too. A sheepish smile sparkle in her eyes, turning her head away from the cute male in an attempt to hide her blushing.

Evo caught this action in his peripheral, gaze turned to look at the vulpix’s strange behavior. “Hey,” he called out softly, “are you okay?” The vulpix blushed even more, humming to herself while fidgeting in place. “Ummm...” Iona spoke softly almost in a whisper, unsure of what today. “I- ah-“ “What? Speak up Iona.” It felt like her face was on fire now, unsure of what to say to the cute boy. “I- ah- Ummm…”

The growlithe grumbled, standing and moving to get up in her face. “What’s wrong?” He was clueless as to what was going on. “Oh I ah-“ she withdraw into herself, moving back from the male while still looking bashfully away. “Are you nervous or something?” Oh, right. That could work. “I guess so.” “Don’t be,” Evo tried comfort the vulpix as he moved back to sit down in his spot, “This is just practice. Do you’re best.” “Ummm… Right.” Was it hot in here?

Once done setting up the course, the raven haired woman turned to her well behavior canines. She smiled, motioning with a wave of her hand for Iona to come. “Iona! Come here hun. It’s time to start.” The vulpix blinked, slowly getting to her feet and trotting gracefully to her human. “We have a long day ahead of us.” “Oh- okay.”

The breeder plucked the vulpix off the ground and placed her on the starting platform. This startled the vulpix, letting out a soft unexpected whine before understanding. Genesis chuckled, padding the shy pup on her head. “Its alright. We’ll start slow and pick up speed the more you get familiar with it. Okay?” Her worried gaze fell upon her human, feeling a little nervous.

“Good luck Iona!”

The sound of her crush cheering for her made her blush return, fidgeting in her place again. Genesis chuckled, pulling her stop watch out. “Alright. Here we go. On your mark…” The vulpix suddenly felt panicked, gaze flickered back and forth unsure of what she was suppose to do. “Get set… go!” The vulpix closed her eyes, darting forward without hesitation to do whatever her human wanted. Of course with her eyes close, this didn’t help.

“Iona open your eyes!”

She opened them, only to face plant into a pole. A huff escaped her, sending her stumbling back a few paces. “Ouch..” She mumbled quietly to herself, bring her paw up to rub her sore forehead. “You gotta keep your eyes open or you can’t see whats coming.” Her gaze turned to her human as she knelt down to her level. Genesis light grazed her owie. Iona flinched but nodded. “Okay.” “Let's go again.” “Okay.”

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[Haunter]

[dojo] FqDy1V0S

[Genesis Fox]

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for iona the vulpix at dojo

With a new recruit within her midst, the breeder spent the morning setting up an agility course specificity for him. Although Genesis still had a lot to learn about this new species variant in Shula, she kept his type and species in mind while setting it up. And after several hours and a lot of sweat, the woman let out a satisfied sigh of relief that it was finally done. Taking a step back to admire her work and hands falling on her hip, a smirk spread across her deep red glossy lips. “There. Perfect.”

Turning to her new canine, Genesis motioned for him to follow. “Come Kuruk. Let’s see what you got.” The shulian growlithe nodded, following his new human. He held his head high, almost regal. His movements were liquid smooth, almost as if he was swimming on land. Digits scanned the object arranged before him, head titled to one side in puzzled.

“We will start here,” the woman began to explain, gesturing to the two foot platform before her pointer finger rose to point out each obstacle, “Running through all of these and come back here.” “I see. This will improve my all mighty power,” the canine questioned skeptically. “Yes. I mean…. Kyogre needs his guardians to be in tip top shape. This will help.” The canine’s gaze fell upon the human’s giving a nod in agreement.

“Great. So, get ready.” Pulling out her stop watch, the raven haired woman moved into position. Kuruk did as well, muscles coiled ready to spring onto action. “On your mark. Get set! Go Go Go!” The canine leaped into action, listening and doing what his master said to do. Weaving in and out of the poles, through the tunnel, up the a-frame and back down, leaping over jump poles, and walking across a balance beam before racing back to the start.

“And done. Good work!” Both the trainer and pokemon breathed in and out heavily, already feeling the burn and exhaustion. “Set do it again.” Kuruk nodded, moving back into position. Genesis readied herself too. They will do this until they were both tired.

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[Espurr]

[dojo]BeBIxNcF

[Genesis Fox]

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for togo the furfrou at dojo

After taking last week off to rest and to do some much needed self care, the raven haired woman was back at it once more. And despite Genesis putting her whole team to work, the breeder felt that it was her furfrou who was lacking the most training amongst her pack. So today, Genesis spent the good part of the morning setting up an agility course. She put a lot of attention into being sure it would be a good workout for him.

“Alright Togo,” the woman mumbled, turning to the furfrou by her side, “Are you ready to train today?” The ungroomed canine barked happily, bouncing left and right on his paws while his tail wagged feverishly. “Great,” she beamed, moving to the starting line with the canine hot on her heels, “We will start here.” Togo barked enthusiastically, bouncing on his paws even more.

Pulling out her stop watch, getting herself ready. “On your mark. Get set. Go!” The pair rushed forward towards their first obstacle, Genesis waving a treat before Togo’s very eyes to encourage him to follow. His muzzle parted, tongue fell out in a pant as he eyes widened at the sight of the delicious food she had. “Alright, up and over Togo.” The breeder moved the treat up one side of the a-frame, Togo in hot pursuit. Within seconds, the canine was up one side and over. “Great job,” she praised, teasing the treat, “let’s keep it up.”

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Genesis Fox [dojo]WFfy94E1

[Genesis Fox]

Although it costed her savings and borrowing some money from a friend, the breeder was over the moon over her latest purchase from the emporium. Green orbs flickered over to where she left the creature, the edges of her deep red lips curled up in a grin when the pokemon seemed to be napping in the sun light on the bench where she left him. Despite her ‘ownership’ of him, this shulian starly seems to reject her. It broke her heart, but maybe some special training could help. At least, she was hoping.

And like always, Genesis spent the good part of her morning setting up a training course just for him. This one was different from the rest she has set up before. Ziryan wasn’t like the rest of her team, canine in nature. In fact, he was completely different. He was a mixed breed. Or at least, that is what is seemed. The raven haired woman didn’t know much about this said variant of the starly line, but she wanted to learn more.

Several hours passed before the course was ready. Although she would hate to admit it, it wasn’t the best. But for now, it will do. Moving to where the starly napped, the woman knelt down to its eyes level. “Hey Ziryan,” the human spoke softly, hand extended out to gingerly brush the creatures front foot, “Watch up. I’m done. We can do some training now.”

At first, the pokemon didn’t budge. He ignored her, finding napping better. But the human was persist, forcing him to open his eyes in annoyance. “What do you want?” “I told you we are going to do some training today.” The creature glared at her, seeing her eagerness but refused to give. “No.” The woman frowned, standing and placing her hands on her hips. “Yes. It will be fun.” The bird grumbled, closing his eyes again. The human huffed, snatching the bird off the bench and marching towards their first obstacle. Of course, Ziryan chirped feverishly. He struggled, though gave in when she refused to let go.

“I’m sorry,” she sighed, feeling bad but is really getting tired of these pokemon being so stubborn, “But you said you want to get stronger. I want to help. So please, let me help.” “I don’t need help from a human,” the shulian starly bite back harshly, “There is nothing you can do to help.” “Well… I want to try.” With that, the woman plopped the creature on the platform and sighed. “Okay so here is what I have in mind.”

For the next several minutes, the breeder explained her training course to the starly. And to her surprised, he actually listened. Once said and done, her green orbs fell upon the bird to see what his thoughts were. “And you think this will help me,” he questioned in suspicion, finding it hard to believe. “Yes. Let’s try it.” The bird scoffed, though figured he could do it to amuse the human to show this was easy stuff.

And with that, the pair ran the course again and again. They spent most of their day, wearing out both Genesis and Ziryan. In the end, time will only tell how well this special training will effect their future. For now, it seems that their bonding might have started. Only slight.

[Haunter]

[dojo] Juw|GMW9

[Genesis Fox]

With the team growing rapidly, it was becoming harder to plan out special training evenly for all of her pokemon. And although technically kirala has had the most special training of all of them, the little rockruff insisted that it was her turn and demanded she receive more training. It was hard to deny her, the little pup has grown so much over the last year. She was really starting to blossom into something great. The breeder just knew it.

The raven haired woman spent the day setting up an agility course for her. She added more obstacles, raised the bars, and so much more. And when the course was finished, the rockruff was swift to leap onto the starting platform and ready herself to go. She barked eagerly, bushy tail wagged in anticipation. Genesis chuckled lightly, pulling out her stop watch to time her. “Alright girl. Get ready.” Kirala let out a playful growl, lowering her body into a bowing position ready to pounce as soon as she utter go.

“Set. GO GO GO!”

The rockruff jumped off the platform and darted towards her first target, the poles. Swiftly, she wiggled back and forth through the long poles. In not time at all, she was out of the poles and onto the next one. One after another, the canine did each one without a problem. Up the a-frame and down, jumped over bars, through the tunnel, carefully over the balance beam, and back through several of them. By the time Kirala was done, her tongue hang out heavy in a pant.

“Great work,” the woman praised, smirking at the canine, “Wanna go again?” Although tired, Kirala barked happily. She was ready to do whatever it took to get stronger. Genesis chuckled, moving to the platform again. “Alright, let’s go.” And just like that, the two ran the course over and over again until she felt that she could run it without a hitch in record time.