Back into the Battalion

The acknowledgment of his superior encouraged Drakan further to prove his worth. As luck may have it, the wait for an opponent was not long. A male of similar stature, but slightly heavier build, made his approach- alongside him were two large, speckled felines. Guards? Drakan found these companions to be amusing, but he would not question them. Shifting in his stance, he brought his chest outwards, neck and head drawing upwards as his orange gaze fell directly upon the brown male.

"I am Drakan, Purgatorian of Ruina. I have come in search of a spar so that I may prove my worth as a soldier." Drakan's voice boomed across the barren terrain as he announced himself.

Having lack of ears and tail, his posture was always questionable to say the least. Yet the shifting of the feathered fur atop of his head where ears would typically be signaled the ghosting movement of them drawing back. Thick coat of fur that encircled his entire neck bristled outwards as his hackles were raised and head dropped down to the same level as his spine. The silver and black male puffed up like that of a Grizzly, his body preparing for the upcoming bout with his opponent. Blackened lips peeled upwards and were drawn back, exposing his pearly white weapons to the opponent. As he awaited for his opponent to respond to his proposal of a spar, Drakan would further prepare himself by tensing and loosening the muscles within his legs and jaw to really get the blood pumping.

Drakan -vs- Dragon for Sparring
Round: 0/3
Height: 38"
Build: Medium

"Speech." Thoughts.