Bare Your Blades

The end of the sun's reign was the beginning of the dark beast's, having settled not too far from the battlefield nestled in pines above the Northern Mines. For as much as he hated his father and thinking about the rest of his Praetor lineage, he never seemed to stray too far from the familiarity of the mountains; these thick trees, colder climate, and treacherous slopes would always be his home.

The excitement that came with the call he could faintly hear woke him up easily enough, Dominus didn't care much for socialization but what contact he did have with his peers would by far be put to use by increasing his strength. The crocodile encounter he'd had in Auster was his last memorable fight, and since then he'd fended off predators from his meals well enough to stay healthy- but fighting wolves? He was embarrassingly inexperienced. As he neared his second year and pushed into adulthood, ambition began to manifest within his overused brain and he decided not to stray too far from the possibility of a spar. He hung among the lower mountains waiting for exactly this happenstance, so it took him no time at all to answer.

Long limbs of the behemoth teen were stretched in a brisk jog as Dominus aimed to limber his youthful body, his massive skull was kept low though his neck tossed occasionally to ready it for what was to come. By the time Dominus neared the caller enough to have eyes on him, his heart was already pumping strong and adrenaline had him highly alert. His piercing blue eyes cut through his surroundings as they took it all in, he appreciated the openness of the chosen field; he felt more secure being able to see what was around him- or, what wasn't. It aided in keeping his composure, as his nervousness from being so inexperienced threatened to break through his strong facade at any given moment.

"Mind if I...?" His blue eyes were wide, jeweled with charm while his voice trailed off to leave the rest to context. He remained hopeful that this man would not turn him away, afraid slightly that perhaps he was too young. He hoped not. Though he did not mind the run, he did not come here for nothing. He wouldn't leave without a fight, no matter how inexperienced he was- he was confident in that.