body bag

After the last spar, Grim shook himself off and nodded towards the wolverine to ready up for another challenge. The first one was quick and the day was still early. At this rate, he would have time for at least another spar. It would then be smart to head back home, since he did have to make some final rounds tonight and he didn't want to risk being late for his job. Grimshaw took a deep breath as he spread his paws in the dirt, balancing his weight as he tilted his head back one final time, letting out a call for another adversary, hoping yet again that someone of challenge would approach. He knew coming to the battlefield was a gamble. Anyone could answer his call, from a young child to an elder. He supposed any opponent was better than none, but he still hoped for a  real challenge while he was out here today.

"Speech."