A reunion?

Keito felt the shift in momentum as Seiko's body pressed against his, their superior strength and balance tipping the scales in their favor. Despite his agility, he couldn’t fully recover from the force of their shove, and before he could counter, Seiko's forepaw was already coming down over his back.

Realizing he had been outmatched, Keito’s muscles tensed before he released a low growl, more of respect than defiance. He tilted his head downward, exposing his neck in a gesture of submission, acknowledging Seiko’s victory. His breath steadied as he relaxed, stepping back slightly to indicate his acceptance of the outcome.

"You’ve still got me," Keito admitted, his tone light despite the loss. "I’ll need to catch up." Though defeated, the spark in his eyes showed he wasn’t discouraged; this was only the beginning of his training.

"Speech"