A friendly challenge!

Sirius laughed at the young wolf's bravado. No telling him how few fights Sirius had lost. He was determined, and maybe that would add something. Sirius wouldn’t go easy on, but he was still rooting for the little guy. He would take a win from Naiche as proof that the man could protect himself. That was one of the most important factors to the Warlord, that his people could and would stand up for themselves.

The Warlord stepped into the ring across from Naiche, his winged companion soaring lightly in the sky above them. Marshal was never far behind him, and his other companions began now to stroll up the beach and watch the fight. “Alright Naiche, show me what you’ve got.”