Imperfections

Resting his head on his paws, he shifted his position a bit so he would be a little more comfortable despite his aching, throbbing wounds and bruises. He had fought his hardest, but it wasn't enough. Ah, well...the loss simply gave him more incentive to try harder. Ears twitched when Iskra's voice caught his attention, head turning in her direction as she approached. He felt her press against him, the earthen male gently tapping his tail against the stone floor.

"Thank you, Iskra. I tried my hardest, and even though I lost, it just means I'll have to train harder for next time, " He nodded, his spirit unbroken. He'd make good on that promise he made at the boneyard, even if it took him a bit longer than he wanted. When she spoke again, his curiosity was piqued, but he was also concerned. "What is it, Iskra?"