load up on guns

Finan hadn't been to the battlefield in ages. The last time had been with his uncle who had gone off his own way some time ago. The youth had gotten used to being a loner, though he didn't particularly like it if he was honest with himself. Maybe soon he'd go find out what the packs had to offer...but for now, a spar to see how much more he needed to learn. It just so happened that he heard a call for one as he wandered around the field. Seeking it out, it didn't take long for him to find the voice of it. A stranger to him of course. He didn't really know anyone. "I'll fight ye" He wasn't out for blood or anything violent. Simple and clean is what he was here for today.