Moonspear She's got eyes of the bluest skies

oooo she got him. he rolled his eyes playfully at her lazy accusation, merely tacking on a "come on wraen, you know how important it is to be able to find your opponents weak spots and..." he trailed off as she began to cut him off, but only when there was mention of that bone. an interesting proposition.

"well the brawl won't be that massive, if it's just you and me," he began rather haughtily, tail wagging, "but who am i to deny you the full learning experience?" he dropped down into a play bow right away, and though that strange cloudy sensation still hovered over the back of his mind, the addition of food to the situation greatly improved his own interest. "ladies first."