stronger than yesterday

Indigo was growing like a weed. His legs were lengthening and his proportions were becoming more and more skewed. The boy had a very long way to go until he could be called anything other than a big oaf. One day he would be an impressive sight, but as a pup he looked gangly with a dash of scraggle. Indy didn’t possess the confidence he would eventually grasp hold of, now he doubted almost every decision he made. He felt like he hardly knew anything at all, and worse he knew that he was a defenseless pup.

The young Fatalis boy knew his father wanted him to grow up brave and strong so Indy got it in his head early that he needed to fight. He needed to be like his dad: huge, powerful, and feared throughout the land. That was who Indigo wanted to be when he got older. Even if he had a ‘girly’ habit of keeping plants. He was going to show all of them that he was going to be the strongest. So he had to start with training.

The boy made his way to the arenas within the plains. He chose one and tilted his head to ask for someone to spar with him.