The Dancing Queen

*Falk* · 05-03-2014, 08:01 PM

Ever since he had crashed the Valhalla meeting he had been lingering around Valhalla, never wanting to be too far from Surreal. He knew the Betta had her responsibilities and duties so Falk did his best to just be around for whenever she was free. The pack had made him feel welcome enough at the meeting so he felt that there was no problem with him laying out at the edge of the Vericona Plains. He was laying on his stomach with his head on his paws out toward the border, hoping to catch Surreal on a patrol. He really had it bad for that silver woman.

A howl caught his attention and surprised him, making him lift his head to listen. It was definitely Erani's voice and he recognized a call for a spar when he heard one. It had been so long since he had a good spar... The last one had been with Surreal if he was remembering correctly. Figuring the worst Erani would do was shoo him away, he lifted his large form from the ground and shook out his russet coat before turning and trotting off toward the call. He really wanted to get to know Surreal's mother better and with his upbringing he felt like the best way to get to know someone was through a good fight.

He arrived soon enough, his long strides carrying him there in no time. Falk slowed as he approached the Valhallan Queen, stopping a few feet in front of her. His blue gaze met hers and he dipped his head in a small, respectful bow. "I hope you don't mind me coming to your call, Erani. I'd really enjoy a spar with you," he stated, his low tone ringing with truth.

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