[u][i][b]Learning to Walk[/b][/i][/u] *Two familiar figures were in the man courtyard with someone in a wheelchair. The person in the wheelchair happened to be Sketch, the Sphirinian catwolf who had been temporarily paralyzed from the waist down, accompanied by his brother and cousin, Vorim'Tairn and Sapphire respectively.* "I don't know... They're still feel really weak, Vorim..." [u][b]Come on Sketch... You need to at least try... You've regained feeling in your legs and seem to be able to move them now with little struggle. [/b][/u] [u]... He's going to fall immediately, I know it.[/u] [u][b]You aren't helping, Sapphire.[/b][/u] "I probably will." [u][b]What happened to you staying positive, Sketch?[/b][/u] "I'm staying realistic, heh heh..." [u]...Alright, out you go![/u] *Sapphire grabs the back handles of the chair and flips Sketch out of it with ease, causing him to flaceplant onto the ground.* [u][b]Godd@&$it Sapphire![/b][/u] [u]Told you he would fall.[/u] "Eee old yooo." [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]