Here We Are

"Talk" Walk

He carefully watched as the two males prepared themselves for their spar. Crimson gaze studying every movement. From the way their lips twitched to form their snarls and bared fangs, to how they moved their legs to better their balance. When the two men clashed, Ignis' fur stood on end with excitement. The only time he'd seen his uncle in action was against the pack of coyotes that threatened to hurt his sister. He absorbed what he saw like a sponge, storing it away in his mind for later use. It was in moments like this that he knew he wanted to be a fighter. A warrior. To be the best in the lands so that everyone knew his name!