Alpine had answered one spar already before this day, and well he had come up second he had enjoyed the exercise and the experience. He wasn?t an incompetent fighter, he couldn?t be considering his choices in mentoring a pup, but he also knew that he wasn?t as experienced as others in the pack. After taking on Erion he found himself becoming more interested in the idea of pack spars, after all, the more he learned the more he could pass on to the younger boy. It was with Erion in mind that when the call came out from the gathering area asking another for a spar, that he answered.
His answer was in his appearance as he gave an easy, warming lope towards the sound, and would emerge into the gathering area with an easy smile as he assessed his opponent. Standing still as he was, the other brute didn?t yet know of the injury Cormalin boosted in one leg, but he could see the age and the healthy glean that contradicted it. He knew he was facing a seasoned warrior here, and he bowed his head to him, knowing he would take away anything he learned here to better teach his student. ?Greetings, I?m Alpine ? I don?t believe we?ve met before?" he would say politely, as he evened out his paws to centre his balance, gripping the ground neatly with the claws on all four pads. He would bunch up his shoulders, drawing the bulk of his fur and muscle about his neck to protect it, well flattening his ears to his skull and levelling his tail out behind him for an added sense of balance. He felt set, and ready as he steeled his mind for the coming joist, appraising the wolf before him carefully to see any form the other wolf might take, defence or offensive and how he managed either.
"Speech"
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