Blacktail Deer Plateau Round 2: What are you made of?

small cameo, only post

he had watched dawn slide through the first round against raid, cheering her on silently yet not holding back from giving the brown-pelted healer a compliment as well. going toe to toe with morningside's warrior princess was no small feat.

now, no more than an hour later, he sat here slack-jawed as he watched engel kick his girlfriend's ass. not, mind you, a drubbing by any means. . .but a victory was a victory, and engel staggered away undefeated in the sparring tournament.

"he's, just. . .my god, engel," aditya laughed incredulously, watching the obviously winded older man stagger away. he touched the tip of his tail to dawn's shoulder in consolation. "he woke up with superpowers, i think," he told her, smiling. "good luck against pema."

as he walked away to sit down again, he remembered his words to engel--to avoid any spars with grayday in the near future to get back in the alpha's good graces--and burst out into unhinged laughter, looking at the brothers preparing to spar. if shale lost this one. . .