Show me what you're made of
10-30-2014, 01:14 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-30-2014, 01:15 PM by Novaro.)
He would wait for the gathering to show, but only one other would turn up. Though, that shouldn't really be a surprise as the pack had just been created. Which was probably better anyway, as now the speech would come quickly. He would be awarded a rank for warrior, and to prove it he needed to spar with a boy. His fiery gaze would hungrily look over him, so young, though Novaro had only just turned two. He hoped that this pack would be worth it, especially seeing how quickly kingdoms seemed to fall nowadays. His ears would perk, listening to Dione, what special rank did she want? He could only guess it'd be something which involves either spying or tearing of wolves limbs. He would let a shrug pass his broad shoulders, feeling no other reason to stay. He would briefly nudge the green nymph before departing, hoping the boy would follow after him to get this spar over as soon as they possibly could.
-Novaro exits-
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11-02-2014, 08:34 PM
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