Karma Bit Me on the Ass [Justice]

He’d been hot on her trail for a good hour now, and finally, he caught sight of the familiar stocky dark woman ahead. Tail wagging, he trotted forward with a cheerful bark. He was tempted to greet her the same way they’d met, but decided that it might be best to act maturely with the Sentinel.

That didn’t stop him from grinning a little when he realized that he’d grown taller than her, if only by a little, as he came up to the woman. He wore his armor, body and bracers. He had full plans to spar with the woman, since he’d heard she was going through testing the fighters and their skill levels. He didn’t doubt she’d probably stomp him into the dirt, but either way, it was a learning experience.

“I heard you were testing fighters? I call dibs on the next stomping you dish out.” He grinned at her, sapphire eyes sparkling with his usual good humor as he shifted to put a good distance between them, paws settling into a ready stance. It was a huge improvement from the puppy she’d witnessed sparring with an invisible enemy.

"Your move?"

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think