smells like (almost) teen spirit

As Redrum waits for his opponent to come, he stretches and warms up his muscles for movement. Mentally listing off what his defenses should be, how he should attack whosoever comes depending on size and weight… And then, came his counterpart – a fellow pup, eyes sharp and posture poised, exuding a confidence that mirrored Redrum's own. The other boy looked younger, but was probably the same size as him.

’You called?’, The nameless challenger spoke, his shoulders rolling to signal his readiness, and Redrum reciprocated with a defensive stance of his own. He faced the dark gray boy, eyes trailing up blaze that climbed between icy eyes. Redrum’s gaze locked in a silent exchange of acknowledgement, his own golden gaze narrowing as he let a grin slip past his lips. He stood firm, muscles coiled, ready to unleash his potential in this battlefield. Then he moved, taking a straightforward approach to the battle. He would try to snap at the other boy’s face, paws lashing outward to try and grapple him.

Redrum vs Björn Trygg for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: under 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Merlin Falcon, Female - Perception
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Expert Hunter
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