Heavy Rain

It wouldn't be long before what appeared to be flames heading towards him. A quick sniff of the air, however, told him it wasn't really fire. The colors took the shape of a wolf, and while he had seen many strange things in his lifetime, he still found wolves like this quite interesting. The younger Male approached with simple words, causing Ace to nod his head. He didn't recognize what the Male was doing with his feet, however, and thought perhaps it was a nervous thing he did or something. Looking into the silver gaze of his potential opponent, he could see more than he let on. "My name is Acere praetor, who might you be?" He very much liked to start with pleasantries before a fight. Unless of course, if it was a fight for completely different reasons. But this? It was a simple, friendly spar. Not one where he sought bloodshed.

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