Bring it on!

He stood in the center of the plains, his tail swinging behind him idly as he tipped his head back and let out a call for Motif. It was time for their first spar, after he had been able to get a bit of rest. It would be just like old times, when they used to play and fight all day long. Wiggling he waited for her, his head swaying to and fro. "Motifff! Come and get me! You can attack first, I promiseee." He sang. Spreading his legs equal distance apart, he started to easily set his defenses. His ears lay flat against his skull, toes spreading while his claws bit into the earth. Legs bent slightly as he narrowed his yellow eyes, chin tucking towards his chest as his head moved to align with his spine. Oh yeah, he was getting excited now! His brows knitted together as he danced from paw to paw, hi adrenaline already pumping. Why oh why was his dearest Motif taking so long?