Do You Feel Lucky? Well? Do Ya!?

CODE © SKELLE 2021 & ART © ULFEID3 @ DA
"Speech!"
Sparring and training with the members of the Armada could only get him so far. Spar after spar he knew what to expect of his opponents, as one would after battling them so many times. Thus bringing Grimshaw to where he is now, heading towards the battlefield in search of a good fight. He wanted something new for a change, something unexpected to further along his training. Of course, traveling so far from the Armada wouldn't be such a good idea if he lost, so with that in mind Grimshaw kept his confidence high.

Boreas was much different farther north than the semi coastal life he found in the Armada, yet wasn't too similar to Auster either where the Hallows claimed. He seldom venture this far north, for any reason, yet today was a personal mission. He wasn't far when a call sounded out, a female looking for an opponent. He didn't know what else to expect and he loved it, his pace quickening as he approached the battlefield and laid his molten silver gaze upon her. She wasn't a very large woman, he could tell that much from a distance. Grimshaw was large for his age compared to the average wolf and toned as if he'd been training for war for years.

Without words, Grimshaw readied himself with a deep, calming breath. Allowing her to make the first move, he simply waited.

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