Give it your best

He couldn't help it, he was drawn to this place. Eraithus really was asking for some bad luck every single time he passed into these lawless lands. However it was a welcome distraction from trying to find his brother and sister. He found himself missing them badly but there was not much he could do about them being separated. Only hope that they too were looking for him as he did them. Meanwhile the welcome distraction was his need to feed on blood. His throat parched his tongue twitching with anticipation. He was only willing to take from consenting wolves and a spar well... that was it. Nobody would even tell that this was what he was after simply he was just making an attempt to better his fighting skill just like home. Eraithus' blue fur stood out among the padded dirt and blood stained earth. Waiting for a new opponent to show up. After this though the sore wolf was going to have to take a break for sure.