Trial Number One

*Cormalin* · 09-03-2013, 03:06 AM

Cormalin

Large black paws carried the Valhallan Beta along the edge of the Field, one ear cocked to listen to his niece as she trotted along near his right hip. This was a training excursion to the Battlefield, so that he could show Surreal a spar, and get in a bit of acti9on himself before the Challenge fight arrived. And if no one was out to spar here? A short howl rang out across the Field, and his ears swiveled forwards. ?Come on, Surreal. Time to see a spar. Try not to rib me too much if I lose.? He winked over his shoulder at his silvery niece before altering his path to follow the call, raising his head and returning the howl with his own sonorous baritone. A seasoned, experienced warrior. Behind him, he felt Surreal fall in step with him.

A quick jaunt later they arrived before the caller and Cormalin?s mismatched blue and gold eyes swept over the young male. Maybe a little older than his niece, the male was a shade of grey with a dorsal stripe of black that began behind his ears and ended at the tip of his tail. By scent, he was from the area of Tortuga, and Cormalin had been hearing of a great deal of trouble there. He?d sparred with another Tortugan before. Kylar. He dipped his head as Surreal came up beside him. ?I am Cormalin, Beta of Valhalla. You called for a spar?? Paws were settled into a square stance, ready, relaxed, as he nodded his head to his niece. ?This is my niece, Surreal. She is here to learn.?

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