Bare Your Blades

Voluminous towers of clouds were building off on the horizon but they were still far enough away that he felt no need to seek shelter. At least not yet. The summer afternoon was warm and humid with barely a breeze but at least there were a number of soft, fluffy clouds building in the sky and the sun was far enough on its downward turn that he didn't feel like he was burning. His garnet eyes squinted at he stepped from the shade of the oak tree and out onto the even surface of the battlefield. He sought for a good place to spar finally settling in a lush field of short grasses. Tipping back his head he howled for a potential challenger. If he couldn't find the rest of the Ademre group then he could at least continue to work on his skills as a warrior. The young man stretched lightly as he waited for an answer to his call.

Taking a deep breath he tried to still his thoughts. They'd insisted on racing circles in his mind since he'd entered this strange new land and try as he might he had yet to get them to settle down. Perhaps this battle would help. Skaelingr had been taking it easy and in his resting energy was building and twisting and begging for relief.