Gettin' Down and Dirty

The moon shown bright over the battlefield as Álarr finally arrived. He'd gotten sidetracked so while he'd intended to arrive late in the afternoon the delays in travel meant he arrived far later than he would have liked. The moon was just rising, lighting the dull land and the short brown grass that had yet to recover from the volcanic eruption. Brynhildr flew above while Afi walked along next to him. He was grateful for their support. Álarr had turned his focus to fighting and now that he was a yearling he was able to wander out to the Battlefield by himself. This was his first time unaccompanied and he had to admit that it made him nervous. He glanced once more at his companions before tipping his head back and howling for an opponent.