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Azriel responded to his call and arrived shortly after it had faded into the wind. Alaric's black lips pulled into a bit of a smirk, and he dipped his head towards the male in respect. "Azriel." He greeted the younger male. Alaric took this time to set his defenses, his stance widened slightly for balance, his tail raised towards the sky. His chin tucked to protect his vitals. His hackles raise along his spine for defense. "If you insist." Alaric growled lowly. He began to circle Azriel, his orange eyes fixated on the larger frame of the male. Alaric was no fool, he knew the male would be watching his every step. Yet he wasn't exactly trying to hide himself, either. More so like a test of speed, how fast could Azriel meet him. When Alaric reached the back end of Azriel, he would move as if to continue circling before last minute, in a quick haste, charging for the Achilles heel of the wolf. His black jaws splayed open, and he attempted to latch onto the heel with a firm grip.

Alaric vs Azriel for spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Cane Corso, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Cane Corso, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Beginner Hunter
Specialty: Berserker