Spring had come, Borias was basking in it as well. He needed to learn more about Boreas if he was to pick out a good location. It had felt like he was losing connection with his previous slaves anyway, maybe starting a new would help him. When he had gone to check on Katir she hadn't been around and he trusted her to look after the slaves but he couldn't help but to feel like perhaps they were all angry at him. Many were obedient but what did they do when a master was not around? He wanted to be taught to be strong like Deathbelle like Sirius. Earning his freedom and strength to lead others becoming the best slave trader he could be. Hopefully the empress was happy with his gift of Seven or whatever she decided to name the boy.

Even with all that he was eager to start his training. He hoped it would be with Sirius or perhaps even one of his children. How exciting to work with a prince who he possibly would be ruling beside. Though he guessed one of Deathbelle's children would be taking it he had no idea how old they were. He was daydreaming really the man stood in the plains with the sun just rising over the hills. He'd explored this territory a bit, but there was still much to see. Perhaps for once he would reveal his true name. Though it had been years since he went by Adralius the name his father had bestowed upon him.

The Warlord found the slaver basking in the long grasses of his main territory. He eyed the shorter, dark-coated man for a moment. Borias was his wolf now, though the situation was a strange one. The Empress wished him to prove his worth to the Empire, to see the measure of his loyalty, and his strength. It would be interesting to see what he could take. The Warlord just had to consider what to throw at him. “Borias, are you up for a match?” he asked. He assumed the Slaver must have fighting experience. Sirius was curious to put them to the test. Here was a place he could start, and one familiar to Sirius. Training. "Speech"

Life's just a game

He had taken some time to get used to the territory. Borias had grown weary of the castle anyway. It reminded him too much of his father. The man's death still haunted him, but of course he was the cause for that death after all and he still didn't feel guilty for that. When Sirius approached him he stood up to attention. He didn't want to offend the warlord. His power and strength were something to behold. Honestly Borias was a little sad that his ambition was his main goal at the moment. Sirius was a handsome large male - what it would feel like to fight by his side but he was no Fatalis no matter how much he may have wanted to be.

"Sirius, it's a pleasure to see you." he dipped his head and smiled. "Of course I'd love to see how you fight." It had been a while since he had a good sparring partner. Between defending his slaves against predators and loners he really didn't do much other than patrol. None of his slaves had been well versed in fighting. With such a large opponent too it would be an interesting outcome. Borias didn't expect to win but he still expected to do his best.

MADE BY MINNIE of BTN