become as gods

he was tired of feeling utterly useless.

long legs walked around the place where he knew people threw down for no reason but to prove themselves. he couldn't howl - he had tried a few times in private - so he just waited to lock eyes with another. so far nobody else was around and Thad felt his angry impatience bubbling to the surface. he'd kick out at a few bones littering the grounds but that accomplished nothing. he was healed now, free to leave Olympia as he pleased but he still felt a dark uncertainity. hanging around his head, entering his thoughts. making him doubt his capabilities.

so he thought, why the fuck not? he'd get stronger. he'd prove himself to everyone. he wasn't just some random mutt the pure-bloods looked down on. he'd face them when he was capable. he'd wipe that stupid look off of their faces. Thad marched around, wearing a line in the dirt ground as he paced back and forth. he didn't care how long he'd have to wait. he'd, uh, find someone. maybe not here, maybe on the road. maybe he'd challenge them to a fight. maybe he'd win. probably... he'd lose. but that was all part of the experience or some shit like that.

(ooc: beginner spar only, no maims please ;D)