tiptoe higher

He needed to get himself back into the swing of things. Just because he was a loner now, didn't mean he couldn't take care of himself. He needed to keep track of eating and drinking, which came pretty natural to him...but cleaning and often keeping up with his fighting skill, those were things he'd sway on. Which was ironic, because today he decided to do both of those things. After washing in a nearby lake and drying off, Ixionn had decided it'd be nice to stretch his muscles and spar again. But he'd probably fail, considering it had been awhile since his last spar.

The large boy arrived at an open area in which gave him and his anonymous opponent plenty of room to spar in, without running into a tree or something. He glanced over his shoulder slowly, eyeing anything that lie behind him, before letting out a sigh and seating himself. Hopefully this spar would be friendly, and nothing serious like a force claim. He was completely out of practice, and he was sure he'd get an elephant of an opponent. Large, dangerous...eck. Either way, whether he won or lost, he'd be okay. Besides...a small spar won't kill him. Ixionn groaned and threw his head up, summoning anyone who would be interested in a spar with him.

"Burn Baby Burn"