He had been growing restless, and so made his way to the battlefield. Medusa had said he was fine to go about whatever he wanted to do, and though it surprised him, he was glad to finally be able to roam where he wished. Though he supposed it helped for him to be a good boy and not get under the Wraith's skin...and the fact he helped save one of her pups from getting eaten. After that fight with the cougar though, he knew he had to get better and what better way to do that then to go to the battlefield and find someone to fight? The horn on his head glistened in the light, and the red streaked boy eventually came to a stop, throwing his head back as he called for an opponent.

Maki didn't frequent the battlefield much at all, least not compared to her sister. Beyond all the fighting and that, she thought it looked aesthetically cool as well. All the blood and bones and the thrumming potential in the air, the tension. People had died here and whilst that was a bit grim, death made for good drama too, you know? Not that she wanted to die, or for anyone else to die- it was all good, just in theory. Fiction was her thing, reality on the other paw...

She bounded over, still far too puppy like in her mannerisms, the way she practically bounced close screamed immaturity, a girl in a big wolf's world.

"Put em up!" She beamed as she rushed in, leaned back on her hind paws for some good old-fashioned fisticuffs.

Maki vs Akuma for spar
Round 1/2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Light
Companion 1: Variegated Fancy Rat, Female, Battle
Mutation 1: Antelope horns (Offensive)
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Advanced Intellectual