Over And Done With

*Miksa* · 01-18-2016, 08:30 PM

Walk | Talk | Think

He was fidgety and could hardly stand still as he glanced about and shifted his weight from his left side to right and back again, still carefully drawing in each breath. Would he find his sparring partner here, or had he gone to the wrong place for it? Could they possibly have been waiting for him elsewhere? Full of nerves, Miksa found himself second guessing everything, including matters beyond the spar at hand, and tried desperately to calm himself with the reminder it would be over soon. Just as soon as he found...

Instantly his ears perked when a voice sounded behind him, causing the gentlest of starts as he hastily spun around to face Surreal. His yellow eyes took her in, looking quite comfortable and expectant, and as his eyes looked to either side of her, noting she traveled alone, he realized his sparring partner had arrived. The alpha. No pressure.

Feeling a resigned sense of calm now that the moment was upon him, Miksa somberly straightened himself out across from her, breathing in deeply and releasing the breath as if the tension of his body might be expelled with it. There was a soft furrow to his brow as he looked across at his grey-colored leader, but there was also a stalwart determination set within the serious expression of his face. He nodded twice, muttering a quiet, "Yeah," and hoped instinct would kick in to help him through this as he once again reflected on everything he had thus far been taught.

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