It had been sometime since he'd stepped in the battlefield, to be more precise, since he had challenged Threar for their crown. That fight had been rather disappointing, so he wanted to make up for it by finding someone more...challenging. Seifer stalked alongside him, the lynxes sharp crimson eyes scanning the terra as they sought out an opponent. They matched stride for stride, both with heads held high and stalking without fear. They were a formidable duo, the pair knowing what the other thought as if they shared the same soul. Of course, it went without saying that they both desired the same things...
"It's quiet here...but the air of battle is thick in the air." Seifer would muse almost quietly to himself, Sin's ears however, would pick up the words. "The calm before the storm." The pair would both laugh, pressing on until they found a suitable place near a small pool of water, one of many he was sure dotted the fields. Without waiting another second, Sin would call for someone to come. He wanted a good fight, and he hoped that whomever it was would not disappoint. Seifer would sit by the pool, casually grooming himself to look presentable for whoever decided to show.
It was the scent of another feline that lured Skælingr to this area of the battlefield. The great cat had come seeking… well to be perfectly honest he really didn't know what he was looking for. He simply seemed to walk in circles these days. Pawing around Alacritis in some hope that whatever he was looking for might slap him in the face. His wounds had healed but the gruesome scar over his right eye remained and pain still stung the area. He'd learned the hard way that just because his kind were few did not mean they would not hesitate to kill one another over what little land seemed to be left in the north. So it made sense to stay in Alacritis… this land belonging to wolves that was mostly unclaimed by the large cats. However, conversely it was lonely. Skælingr did not connect with canines the way he did with felines.
However, it would seem not all felines had this problem. Skælingr would gaze at the lynx by the side of a blood-stained wolf. "You two are a curious pair. It is not often I see a feline traveling with a canine." His voice would rumbled slowly, almost lazily from his throat. "Do you seek the distractions of battle? I would be happy to be your opponent if you feel up to a challenge." Skæ grinned as he gazed down at the wolf. Curious if the other would chance taking on such a large opponent.
It was not long when a rather curious creature stepped into his line of sight. His lip curled in a smile at the cats words, though he'd never seen a tiger before, Seifer would rumble a purr of amusement as Sin grew curious about the creature. "A majestic creature, tiger's are curious but deadly things." He whispered for Sin's ears. Shifting his gaze back to the cat, Sin's tail twitched. "It's an even more curious sight to see a tiger in these lands, I've come across a jaguar and a lion before, but not one of your kind." He would stand tall, curiosity brimming in his gaze.
The feline would ask about his seeking a fight, a nod falling from him as his fur began to rise. "Aye, this should be quite interesting. I've had my fair share of battles with large cats, so far I've bested both a jaguar and a lion...I do wonder who is the better fighter. Perhaps a tiger, will actually give me a real challenge." Swiftly, Sin would set his defenses. He knew these kinds of creatures could be quick, and as he set himself, Seifer would quietly rise and move away from the wolf to give him some leg room, crimson eyes never leaving the tiger as he stared without expression at the striped cat. "Your move."