Bearclaw Valley [SPAR] through this we go

@Ancelin , @Ameline

Cole trotted through the Valley, eyes scanning for just the right spot—a wide, open clearing with enough room to maneuver without worry of tight spaces. His pawsteps were steady and assured as he settled on a small rise surrounded by sturdy trees. The ground here was even, the sun casting dappled light across the field, creating a perfect setting for a fair and focused spar.

Satisfied, he lifted his head and let out a short, commanding bark that echoed through the trees. His voice carried an edge of excitement, anticipation clear as he settled into place, waiting for his opponent. This was his moment to feel out the skills of his new packmate, his leader—and he was more than ready.

cole was confident and readied. ancelin shared his investment in self, still carefully carrying the comprehension that this was not only a spar. to lose was to weaken his place as rex.
and it was this rank which provoked a smirk, a slash of his tail through the air as he took cole in, his height, his strength.
"come at me!" he shouted into the wind, experiencing already the heady sensation of adrenaline as it rushed rainstorm through his very heart.

Cole rolled a 5/20 on the dice! ( How I usually do it is if Ancelin rolls lower, than the hit "hits" and if it's higher, than Ancelin dodges! Let me know if that works ) :D

Cole circled around Ancelin, studying him with an intense, calculating gaze. His muscles coiled as he assessed Ancelin’s stance, looking for that subtle opening.

In a swift, fluid movement, he lunged to Ancelin’s left, his approach angled to exploit a fraction of hesitation he'd spotted there. He aimed low, keeping his frame compact, and went for a controlled nip at the shoulder, a precise yet taunting challenge to test his opponent’s reflexes.

C’mon now, reckon ya can keep up? he drawled, a smirk tugging at his muzzle, eyes glinting with a mix of respect and playfulness.