OOC: Assume that he's a yearling in this thread since Winter starts tomorrow! I'm looking for either a quick spar or a training lesson. It can be judged or unjudged, up to you. The field wasn't anything like he had seen before. A scent that he had only smelled after helping his father hunt was heavy on the air and the ground everywhere seemed to have darker splotches of where he assumed blood was at some point. The land was so open and flat with just the occasional rock or tree dotting the landscape. His father had mentioned that this battlefield existed, but it wasn't exactly what Pyre had imagined. Either way, he wasn't here for the scenery. With the beginning of winter he realized that he was a whole year old now. A whole year old and he'd never had a real spar. Was that normal? He didn't know. He just knew he wanted to make himself stronger and better. His dad certainly wasn't a fighter so he had to protect his sisters, right? Pyre walked across the battlefield with a mix of uncertainty and excitement. He felt like he had to stand a little taller and walk a little more confidently to make up for the fact that he was so young while he looked for an opponent. Speech Thought Others

Regulus Anatolii Adravendi

He padded onto the field, thoughts roving. Wolves were missing from his pack. And there was so much to do, still, where the ranks were concerned. He was glad to have seen the pack rally at the meeting and start putting together search parties for Viho and the missing children of Creed and Kavdaya. Well, at least those two were home, now. He had chosen Laisren to come with him to witness his spar and perhaps later find one for himself afterward that Regulus could watch. He could hear his young brother behind him, and it made him glad. At least some of his siblings were still in the pack. His talk with Zuriel, however, had opened new problems. Whatever she said, the male that had hurt her would be dealt with. If not killed, then at the very least parted from his genitals. All of them. He slowed, brought from these savage thoughts by the bright colors ahead. He stopped, gazing at the yearling ahead in surprise. If he was very certain that he hadn’t been with a female in his whole life, he would have wondered if this boy and he were related. Maybe they were… But… He approached with a friendly woof of greeting, coming to a stop roughly five feet away from the boy. “Hello. Were you here to spar?” His deep voice was easy and rumbling with warmth, fathomless sapphires roving curiously over the boy’s colors. Blue eyes, variations of reds and orange. A real fire child. Regulus’ own stance was that of a leader, though toned down so as not to appear threatening.

Pyre wasn't entirely sure what to expect when he came out here, but a huge wolf a similar color to himself was certainly not it. He was so surprised by it that it shook his confident facade a bit. His expression changed from overly sure to surprised as he paused and waited for the red man to come closer. He was pretty used to colorful wolves with his sisters being pretty colorful like himself. It was just shocking to find someone who was red like him with blue eyes like him. Pyre wasn't nearly as tall as this man, but that was alright. As soon as the stranger spoke and asked him if he had been looking for a spar it shook the shock off of him and he came back to reality. "Yeah!" he replied with a firm nod. "Um... Lets spar!" he added after an awkward moment of uncertainty. It wasn't necessarily that he was uncertain in himself, but he wasn't sure how this was supposed to go. He started getting into a defensive stance like his dad had showed him one time. He spread his feet apart a bit so they were square with each other and lowered his head so that his neck and spine were even. His tail tucked under him while his chin tucked down over his throat. He racked his brain more a moment to try and remember if he was doing everything, but he thought this felt pretty good so he went with it. He glanced up at the stranger and waited to see if he would make the first move or if he needed to. Speech Thought Others

He was feeling bored again after he had finished his rounds. He wanted something to do and he also wanted to be in the company of familiar faces. She looked around the lands of the pack, wanting to seek out Regulus and see if he wouldn't mind some company, maybe even a training lesson. He headed off to Regulus' trail at the pack borders. He had just been there not that long ago, but he wanted to look for his brother. Lowering his head he began to search for his scent until he found it and began to fallow it with his nose still in the long grasses. His scent led from the pack lands and his trail was vary fresh letting Lais believe that he was on the right trail. Before long the male realized that he recognized the path that he was on. It was the same path the two took to the battlefield the time he participated in his first spar. His tail wagged lightly wondering what was on his brother's mind. He kept his nose to the ground to fallow his trail, just in case it would veer off. Soon though his paws crossed into the battlefield and his eyes looked around for the bright red form of his brother. He spotted part of him off in the distance and picked up his pace to a quick trot, when he approached he found his brother with a much younger male, another unique pelted wolf. Lais dipped his head to both before taking a seat wondering if they were getting ready to spar. "Talk" "You" Think