Me, Myself, & Hyde

*Rhaegath* · 04-19-2021, 05:34 PM

The young man had caught wind of the battlefield from a passing stranger. Not one to pass up an opportunity on training, especially with the lack of a mentor, he was eager to stretch his muscles and learn something new. He had yet to adorn himself with the red war paint that the older Spartans possessed, but he was determined to earn them as soon as possible. For now he would be content to paint himself red with the blood of an opponent.

He stalked across the battlefield in search of the perfect spot. With all the snow it would be slippery and offer a challenge, but he still chose a spot that was relatively flat and clear. The snow only brushed his toes here and for that he was grateful. He would be glad once the white annoyance was melted and gone from his life. He sat, with his back to the steadily rising sun, and let out a call for an opponent. Hopefully this fight wouldn't be with a wolf younger than him. He wanted an opponent he didn't feel like he was going to beat too easily.

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Me, Myself, & Hyde

Luns!

Rhaegath