Wake up and fight again

Saffron stood slowly, still staring forward, as she noticed someone approaching from the corner of her eye. He seemed passive, keeping a distance and standing somewhat side by side with her. Silver eyes narrowed, wondering why he had come, if he was just going to stand there. Hadn't he come to fight? She felt her hackles prickle as he seemed to just stand there and observe her, as though she were an object with potential value to him. When he seated himself, she turned to face him, padding slowly toward him to close some of the distance between them, studying him herself as she approached. He was an interesting fellow, his coat painted with red markings... blood? She smirked, tail lashing once.

"Come to spill blood today, or are you just going to wait for me to do all the work before you decorate yourself some more?" she sneered, wondering what sort of reaction she'd get out of him.
He'd been the only one to come to her call so far, and with no other opponent, she might just have to egg him into it. She wasn't leaving the battlefield today without getting a good workout and dolling out some punishment.