Just like every other average working Joe, Valcrist found himself rising before the Sun would even begin to show. It was 4:00 in the morning.....Most of the Pard who did live on the yacht had been sound asleep. As usual, his place would be at the foot of the bed, covering the beautiful, shapely legs of his mistress...Well, at least for that morning and last night it was...However, he would be the first to rise. Sleep still very much prevalent with the young wereleopard as he stumbled haphazardly across Patsy's room, attempting to be as quiet as possible. Of course, still in a haze, that would prove to be a futile effort as he bumped into the dresser, and damn near knocking down one of her priceless antiques. Quick reflexes would allow the young wereleopard to catch the valuable RIGHT before it hit the floor. However, his body would come tumbling downwards to the ground and crash, creating a loud thud. He winced, hoping and praying to ANY deity listen, that the sudden noise wouldnt wake up the sleeping Queen. Well, after that fiasco, no coffee was needed, that was for sure.......

5 am rolled around the corner, and so did Val on his 2006 custom-made Hayabusa sports bike. Pulling into the parking garage of the local Gym, he attempted to mentally prepare himself for what he was about to put his body through. Was there going to be lots of pain? You bet your ass there will be, ESPECIALLY for the young wereleopard. This he knew, but in the end, he also knew it was going to be worth every black eye, every busted tooth, and every blackened bruise. He was going to be a fighter, dammit, whether it killed him or not. Gym bag was thrown over the shoulder as he crossed the great stone and pavement expanse of the garage and soon came outside to enter the Gym....

A couple of Hours Later........

Beaten down, covered in sweat, Valcrist just hung against the corner post as he looked haphazardly at his opponent. The simple human trainer had been dancing circles around the young wereleopard, easily frustrating him into making every mistake possible while Damon looked on from the outside. Val, angry as can be, pushed himself off of the ropes and made a charge at the human boxer in the ring. Full force, came Valcrist's punch, and just as easily it was thrown, it was even easier for his opponent to sidestep his attack, and follow up with a few combinations to the side of Val's protected head. Even with the protection, it was like a giant bell was going off in his head, and with it, came the throbbing. He began to see spots in his eyes as the world became hazy.....Day one, and things were SO NOT going his way......."Too much anger, control your rage" Screamed one of the other trainers. Valcrist took a few moments as he went in for a grapple with the other boxer, if only to regain more of his strength and endurance.......