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"Dream."

The sound of his own name was quick to catch his attention, and he turned to spot none other than Sirius himself padding down the beach toward him. An easy grin settled onto the blondes lips and he offered a nod of greeting to the older male, ears pricking foreward a little when they mention a fighting assessment. "Sure." he replied, sounding unbothered despite the blooming anxiety in his chest. He'd never had to fight with the sole purpose of being judged, and on the few rare occasions where he'd fought with someone of the alphas size it had been for real, meaning his strategy was to cripple, hobble, or incapacitate as quickly as possible before getting the hell out of there- but he couldn't blind the eyes or tear the tendons of his new leader. And the idea of being found wanting simply because he was outclassed by his opponent and limited to a more 'humane' setting would definitely make things difficult, but like always, Dream was up for the challenge.

"What did you want me to do? And are there any rules? I don't want taccidentally cheat or anything." he added quickly. Would Sirius spar him? Have him attack dummies? Hunt dangerous game? And was there anything specific he wouldn't be allowed to do? How far could a spar go? Was he expected to use weapons?

"Speech"