Seemly Devoted

He was back. He didn't know when to quit, or maybe he was just a glutton for punishment. He was still sore from the fight he had the other day, but it wouldn't deter him from still trying. The Saxe boy was feeling a little pissy, and it showed in the way he moved today. Eyes narrowed, hackles already bristled, ears flattened against his head, tail lashing...he wasn't in a good mood. Frustration was boiling over. He couldn't figure out where his sister had gone. Wondered if she was okay. His mother even, had gone to look for her and Ravage worried over her, too. But he couldn't chase after them forever. They were adults, and it was high time he took care of himself for once. Taking a deep breath, he called for yet another opponent to fight him.