He had made the journey to the battlefield, and he was both nervous and excited. He had been in fights before, but not any that he had purposely sought out. Now though, he stood in the heart of the lands with the intent of training to become better for his pack. Swiping his tongue across his teeth for a brief moment, he tilted his head up and sounded a call for an opponent. Baby blue eyes searched the terrain for any signs that someone was approaching. While he waited, he decided to begin setting his defenses in the event someone came to attack him from behind. It never hurt to be cautious, after all.

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If he ever hoped to beat the Abraxas he needed to be strong, more importantly he needed to learn how the people of this land fought. He answered the call with a call of his own and approached the stranger with his head kept low. He raised his head once he stood ten feet apart from the stranger, a cautious distance for a wary wolf. “I’ll answer your challenge.” He rumbled, sounding more like his father than he ever had before. “I’ll give you the first move.” He said then began setting his defenses. He kept his legs spread, his weight distributed evenly on his paws. He was much larger than the challenger and therefore found it in his better interest to keep his head raised. He narrowed his eyes and lifted his lip in a snarl, raising his nose and parting his jaws less than halfway. He rolled his shoulders back slightly to brace his chest and stood his fur on end to add a heightened layer of protection to his neck and scruff. His tail stood arched over his back, like a war banner, the sinew muscles tensed, bracing for a potential and very possible bite. Pegasus vs. Cepheus for Spar Round: 0 | ? | Height: 45" Build: Medium Notes; "Talk"  "Thought"   "You"

Enrico didn't make it a habit of following his members when they left pack lands, but he'd come across Cepheus' trail as he himself had been out hunting in the lower parts of the north, and kept encountering it as he'd quartered southward after prey so he'd had a fairly good idea which direction the trail was going. The young would-be warrior seemed to be making a beeline for the battlefield, which piqued Enrico's interest enough that he left off hunting and turned to follow the trail this time instead of turning away from it. He did need to test Cepheus for the journeyman rank, and while he wasn't a believer in simply using a fight to test them it was certainly a large part of it, and he'd already been teaching the young man the wider knowledge base that a pack warrior should have. It certainly was time to see how he did in a fight. He moved quietly along the battlefield until the track ended with Cepheus and another already meeting. He settled to his belly to watch, sphynx-like, carefully crossing his forepaws in a relaxed posture to make it clear to the stranger that he was not there to interfere. He could imagine that it would be unnerving to have your opponent's packmates hanging out during a fight, always wondering if they were going to jump you, so he sought to make it clear he was there simply to observe. He was glad that he and Asriel had parted ways earlier in their hunting, though - the big cat could be intimidating for those who didn't know him.