Small but mighty

Raumr was beginning to feel... accomplished. He was working on gathering cats of all kinds from around Auster and even now, Boreas. Perhaps even some wolves would be willing to join him after some time. Though he understood their hesitancy. Cats and dogs were never quite good at getting along, but he would try anyway. One way he found that they (the canines) enjoyed getting to know each other were spars. They even had specific territories just for fighting! It both impressed him and made him curious.

While he prowled the barren land, a tiny howl catches his attention. An opponent! Eager, Raumr wastes no time sauntering over to the oil slick yearling who doesn't seem to quite fit in. But if it was a fight she wanted, a fight she would get. "Little wolf, you wish to fight?" Raumr questions, head tilting slightly as he continues to circle the canine, fiery eyes only for her and her small form. How would she choose to take on such a large beast?

Raumr Regalus, the Third