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The brute would make his way back to the battlefield for a time he could not remember. He had come to test himself again, perhaps against someone who was not family. Although he hadn't held back last time, something had simply gone wrong that he did not quite understand. But he would simply add it as more experience under his belt, not allowing it to deter him from his ambitions. It was as if the heavens would push him forth, for he would smell someone he had not met yet. Changing course, massive paws would take him to the source of the scent, towards a tree that towered in the center of it all. Icy and red flecked gaze would spot an ebony figure as black as night, sitting beneath the shadows of the foliage. He would approach upon silent paws, his white marked toes leaving imprints in the ground as his form seemed to nearly hover over it, muscles rippling strongly beneath his tri-toned pelt.

"You seem lonely, I suppose you wouldn't mind a bit of company, hm?" He would speak as he neared her, tail high over his back as usual, something he was seldom seen without. It was a trademark, dual toned tail upon his back like a war flag. He stared intensely at her, wondering what she was doing here all alone. Of course, those who came to the battlefield were looking for one of two things. To fight, or to be claimed. Either way she chose, he would not disappoint her despite his young age.

"Speech"