Chopper's Coming [Open Spar]

Lynvarr worked his way down from the waterfall peak of the northern regions. The battlefield was conveniently located to the south of him so he figured he might as well utilize the location to do some sparring. It had been awhile since he'd sparred another wolf. Well, he hoped he'd get a wolf but he supposed he'd take anything that had enough intelligence to understand language. He was done fighting mindless large predators that wanted to eat him alive. Finding a good spot to start a spar he tipped back his head and howled for an opponent. While he waited he stretched and rolled his shoulders, seeking to get limbered up for the fight ahead. He hoped it would be a good one and that he wouldn't embarrass himself too much but he had to start somewhere.