Show Me Your Grrrr Face

Xairo watched the flurry of activity with a mix of amusement and exasperation. His siblings were leaping into action without thought, without strategy. It was clear to Xairo that they had much to learn from their father's teachings.

The young Saxe, however, had always been a keen observer. He had a knack for watching and understanding, dissecting pieces to understand the whole. His bright green eyes drank in the scene - his siblings' attacks, their father’s subtle reactions and defenses. There was a rhythm to it- a display of raw power and skill. He felt a thrill rush through him as he studied the spectacle. His pulse quickened, his muscles twitched in anticipation- and once he was ready- he too joined the fray.

"Xairo Saxe"