Here he was once more, ready for further punishment, further experience. Thus far he had found that receiving a call was easy business, he need only appear and wait for one of the howls that rent the air. This day did not prove to be the exception, as he stood quietly in the battlefield, head raised, a sly smile upon his lips as he waited for one of the calls he knew must come.
The powerful cry of a female wolf called to him, and he knew he would not hesitate to answer her. He moved through the battlefield until he found her, the bright colouration of this wolf bringing a raise to his brow as he took her in. she was far different to the elegant blacks and whites he was accustomed to in the Ashen Empire.
As he studied her for a moment, he would see no answering smile on her expression, she held her face still, posed, and he gave a brief nod in respect to her commitment. Very well then, no time for niceties? “I answer” he said, and moved towards her, closer then the distance he normally began a spar. He wanted to see if the diminutive wolf would respond then, seeing how he was more than twice her height, towering above her. Would she give a reaction?
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