Wild thing

Alaric had never been to the boneyard before. When he arrived, a howl was sent out across the vast land. An invitation to spar, a friendly invitation by the sound of the tone. He lifted his head and release a response call, accepting the spar. Then, he made his way towards the direction the howl originated from. When he got there, he noticed his opponent and their companion. Surprisingly his opponent was far smaller than and armed. He gave her a friendly nod. "That was your call." He called out to her. He stepped forwards, closing the gap between them. "How do you want to do this?"