Maybe it's another chance to mock myself again

*Kaveh* · 07-23-2013, 09:25 PM

Kaveh Kyra

The seafoam-hued gaze of the brute met hers as she explained her injury. A slight grin touched his muzzle and he nodded in understanding. He remembered the days of sparing and learning how to fight. It wasn't all that long ago that he had been picking fights with passing yearlings to train and practice. His mother had tried to teach him and his siblings the basics, but she had never been the best of fighters so he learned on his own from watching others fight and from trial and error. He sometimes wondered what it would've been like to have someone that could actually teach him the ways to fight. He was set in his ways now, there was no going back whether they were right or wrong. Sure, he could improve upon his techniques, perhaps even get rid of a few bad habits if he tried, but his skills hadn't failed him yet so he wasn't inclined to change them. "Perhaps when you are healed we can spar as well?" he said with a smirk, simply a playful challenge. He could clearly smell the pack on her pelt and wondered how he would stack up against a pack wolf.

He turned his gaze over her shoulder toward the ravine the both of them had almost fallen into. "I almost took a fall into that as well. There really should be some kind of marker, alerting wolves to that cliff. No telling how many wolves have almost fallen in like us, or maybe even tumbled right over the ledge." He turned his attention back to the fea, her striking fur catching his eye once again. It was an interesting pattern, having only her head the russet color. It was much more interesting than his solid brown at least. "What pack are you from, Miss Azalea? I haven't been around many pack wolves before and haven't learned their scents as of yet." He asked purely for conversation's sake, wanting to learn more about his new acquaintance.

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