Digging in

Though things had been quiet within Abaven and Corvus was starting to feel more and more like himself lately, he knew sitting around idly wasn't doing him any favors. He'd been slacking on his duties as Blackthorn for awhile now. Soon he suspected he'd want to take on an apprentice from one of Abaven's youngest, but until then he wanted to make sure he was staying sharp. It'd been awhile since he'd engaged in a proper spar and today seemed like a fine day to do just that. Well - at least it had seemed like a good idea when he'd first started the journey this way.

By the time he reached the Battlefield the few scattered clouds overhead had darkened and grown in quantity. Any hint of the sun had disappeared, disappearing behind a sky that threatened to open up at any moment. Only a faint drizzle was coming down right now, though he hoped desperately the rain wasn't about to pick up.. though the darkening skies said his hopes might soon be shattered. Oh well, it was too late to back out now. Pacing a stretch of land for awhile Corvus finally lifted his head to the sky, in search of an opponent to help get him back into fighting shape.