or is it real?

Incubus slowed his pace as a flood of scents hit his nose. It was undeniable this was a frequented territory. He heard rumors of The Battlefield but never really had the desire to entertain such a place. Until this day it seems. Pink and blue eyes scanned as the male sauntered through the plains. Every now and again he passed a tuft of fur and maybe even blood stained rocks. A small shiver of excitement slithered through him. Perhaps he had been missing out? Incubus had fought before but it always ended up being a swift snapping of fangs and a few curses before it dispersed into nothing. But, he was aware if he was going to make anything of himself he needed to learn how to fight. As well as working out to gain enough muscle to back up any gained skills.

The inky male moved his way towards a seemingly common fighting circle. Strides slowed to a stop as he was close to the center. That is when his head shot upward and a simple call escaped his lips. This call invited anyone in the area for a spar. As Incubus waited his expression was neutral yet his heart did speed up a bit in anticipation. He idly kneaded the earth below with his front paws and his tail flicked gently.

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