There's No Crying In Baseball

Álarr was glad when they picked their pace back up and continued moving. The fjord would take a good amount of time to get through and he didn't want to waste the day with a light pace in this easy stretch. He glanced back at Jynn as she asked him if he liked fighting. He quirked a brow at her and shrugged. "It's a necessary skill. To protect my pack and my family I must know how to fight and do so brutally if the occasion calls for it." But did he like it? That was difficult to say. As a pup he did. It was so exciting to fight his siblings and to show his father what he could do. However, as he aged, fighting became more of a necessary tool rather than something he did for fun. "What about you?"