Pre-Party Rumble [Valhallan Fighters]

He sat and listened intently as each more experienced wolf spoke, taking it in. There were few questions asked, except Artur’s, voiced in his own cool, blunt way. Aurielle didn’t answer fully, though he knew a little of the answer himself from just spending time around her and the family.

He pondered, considering what he’d learned for far, before he glanced over his fellow fighters and his sister. Then he asked, “Will we be doing melee practice here in the obstacle setup?” He hoped so. It looked like a challenge, one where there was a small chance to risk a sprained angle, a scraped leg, of full on tripping if one wasn’t keeping some measure of attention on their surroundings in a fight.

He hoped to do a lot of practicing over the year before spring hit.

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