Putting up your armour

ooc: I'll be a bit busy next week, so I'd prefer if this thread is a spar :)

Following the announcement of the new partners, of which he felt a faint pang of disappointment for being split away from a friend, he made his way to a small clearing suitable for sparring. Tipping his head back, a brief howl cascaded from his throat, summoning his partner just in case they hadn't followed him. At least he had been allocated with Lark - a familiar face that comforted his eager nerves. Eventually it would get to the point where he would be paired with an unfamiliar pack member - a reality of anxiousness for the male though he pushed the thought well aside. Now wasn't the time to worry, it was the time to fight - the field that had always desired to pursue. And so he waited upon tingling paws, ruffling his coat several times though feeling no difference in his energy levels. Only a week ago he had been feeling too sick and drained to do anything, a satisfying surprise for the young fighter.