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.
