Everyone Starts Somewhere

He needed to fight more. Something other than his old man and weird little cats that had been coming around the border lately. He could only fight so many before it got boring, and even when he found something amusing to do with them, the fun only lasted so long. So, here he was. Wandering the battlefield in search of some fun, and fun is what he'd get. Or so he thought. When he heard a summons for a spar, Ares had been all too eager to get there and see who his partner would be, but when he saw her...

His muzzle wrinkled in disgust. She was...not quite a looker. Her fur was tinged blue, but that wasn't the weird part. The rest of her was brown and it simply did not look good. He couldn't help the snort that escaped him as he approached her, a lazy grin on his face as aaalllll the jokes he had started coming to the front of his mind. "Oh goody, I get to fight blueberry stained looking...thing," He drawled. "Were your parents drunk when they made you? Kinda looks like it, I mean blue on brown of all colors? That just doesn't work." He tsked.  It was nothing against her personally. He, like the rest of his family, didn't give a shit if they hurt feelings or offended others.