put your dukes up!

There was an itch of suspicion in his bones. From what he knew, there might be some excitement in the near future. If it was true, he needed to brush up on his skills. So there he was, muscular body that was still forming into its adult shape, standing tall in the middle of the battlefield. Adorning his skull mask and clawed gloves, the pale spotted body waited patiently. Only a quick call for an opponent let loose from his lips as he anticipated someone's answer. With his deer-like tail pressed flat against his haunches and ears slightly turned back, he hoped he wouldn't have to wait long.

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