Through the halls, a light dragging of metal could be heard with the light tap of foot steps. The sound grows ever closer but is now with a grunting sound, the echos in the hall now louder as a mane-less male lion walks through the doorway. On his shoulders a rather larger flat black bag with sliver stripes lining the seems of it, upon closer look there are scuff and dents turd the middle of the bag. With a thud the lion places the bottom of the bag on the floor, as the bag settles he flexes. His muscular body showing through his light tan fur, if had a shirt on most would think it was a lioness getting ready to work out. Sweet gives his fur a light shine as he worked the small kink in the right shoulder from the heavy bag. As he finishes he grab the chain of his bag and hooks it to the already installed station. With a sigh he pulls out his blue and gold paw warps for both feet and hands. With a slight flop on the ground the lion applies the foot warps, passing in-between his toes then around the balls of his feet up to his ankles. A few moments pass, he then works the wraps around his hands again going in-between his fingers, he then interlined them together and pushed outwards to get a better fit. As he finished he did a check to see if the back was set correctly, after a moment of tinkering it was set. The only sound in the room beside the chatter of the other people in the room was the creaking of the bag as it slowing swung slowly after adjustment. As the bag swung, the lion did a very of stretches comprised of leg, arm, shoulder, and back stretches. He did this for what seemed 3 minutes his slim build showing his 6 pack and tuned groin muscles. His upper body had a shallow peeks but well defined, his shoulders and arms had the line-work of a steady hand artiest pin-striping a show car. An with a with a quick flexibility check he draw his left side back and with a flesh the first kick to the bag rang out with a loud 'Bang' and the bag swing out 3 feet from his left foot.