As Six had told him, it was the day she would challenge the Red King. The day everything would change for the girl, if she were to win. He knew she would. She was a strong and intelligent woman. One that was destined to become a queen. A ruler. And since he had become her beloved mate, he may be the king at her side. That is, if she won. Nervous, but excited at the same time. Though, at their last meeting, the man had promised he would be there to root for her. To make sure she didn't give in on such a great advantage. And he wouldn't break that promise. He'd never break a promise to his beloved. So with that, he would be there, on the sidelines with an encouraging smile.
The rain tattered on as the large man trotted across the muddy plains. Cool droplets would splatter all over him and drench his fur...but that didn't bother him. The only thing that bothered him was the chance of Six loosing. She was strong and confident- but he's heard of the Red King before. He was also strong. Aldoro shook the thought away and continued along. He could feel the muddy terrain beneath his paws as he trotted along. As he stepped, mud was thrown up behind him and sometimes it hit his elbows. But just like last time he came to the wet place, it didn't bother him. It actually brought him comfort. This was the place where him and his mate played together--- well, after their spar. Mud was splattered all over the pair, head to toe, but they both cared less. The words and postures is what mattered most. To him. But just as he was finished thinking, he had arrived in the open area. Through the heavy rain he saw a black figure in a defensive posture. The man couldn't help but smile before making his way to the side and sitting down. Now Six's opponent needed to arrive...
"Speech"
