wrap me in thorns
rosy
Hannibal did not have to wait long. After a short time his dear sibling skulked in from the forest to great the Alpha. A beaming smile could be seen as Hannibal leaned into the mild embrace and allowed his pale gaze to meet his brother's honey eyes. "Thank you for coming, Rose." White lashes fluttered against piebald fur and the Right Hand raised onto his four paws. His maw remained wet but the wind dried it enough to cease the fall of droplets. The beast's head raised but he still remained much shorter then his tall brother. Such did not bother him much for the majority of his opponents in Boreas had been literal giants. Hannibal offered a devious grin before lifting his baritone vocals into the autumnal air. "Will you assist me in sharpening my skills in battle?" The leader raised a brow as his tongue flicked against his own teeth. "Dance with me in a spar, brother." The male took a few steps to the side to make a gap between them. The slightly smaller male would have to use his lack of size to his advantage. What hurt him in his previous fights was not playing into the agility he had over the massive Wolves. Thus, the male lowered his form with bent knees and elbows. His head aligned with his spine and snout pointed downward to protect his throat. Of course it being a friendly spar he was not too concerned with his brother going for the throat. But, the Kleins were aggressive and competitive creatures.. which means accidents should not be ruled out. With his weight evenly distributed and lips curled up it was clear that he was ready to fight.
Hannibal vs Rosemary for Spar
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