Free If We Want It

Bronze wasn't honestly sure who would gain the upper paw, but suddenly his move worked just as he'd hoped it would - he jerked away and Onyx stumbled, though he made sure she wasn't really about to fall over and hurt herself. He instantly moved back forward go help her if she seemed like she needed it, but Onyx quickly hurried back upright and shook out her coat. He found himself grinning, both because he'd won as well as because she'd stood right up and brushed off the loss without complaint.

"Close one," he admitted, giving his legs a stretch as he caught his breath. He knew losses were inevitable for himself as well as his siblings.... he had no doubt she'd beat him next time, or maybe the time after. At least he'd rather lose to his siblings than to random wolves in the pack, like the red kids. He wanted them to all grow strong and fearsome, and practice was the best way to do that, he was sure. "I'm sure you will," he said, quite seriously - though he let out a little laugh too at the thought, wondering if Pyrite might be up for some sparring matches against him soon. She was the smallest of their litter but light on her feet and he had no doubt she could outrun them all.