Lets prove this title isn't given; Spar

It was high time Motif challenged for her right to be beside Bass, she had spent a few days truly mulling over the consequences of taking the duties, practising and a great deal of time running wild and free. She was done with all that now and had made her final choice ? she would take Bass up on his offer, and would share the burdens of leadership with him. She found herself pacing to the Battlegrounds, this felt too serious to take over a simple play in the Serpent Plains as she had done with him plenty of times in the past ? this wasn't play, this was the future, and as she had had decisions to make she knew also that he needed to know she was strong and capable, that she could handle leadership beside him.



She would reach the Battlefield and loosen up her limbs, stretching out and ensuring she felt ready for the trails to come ? she was certain that after today nothing would be the same. This done the girl would raise her head and let out a howl, it was strong and sure filled with the confidence she had found over her life. She was ready for him, come on brother, give it your best shot.