Nova Peak sentiment is a chemical defect

The question was one posed of casual nature – but it only stirred his thoughts to his last battle. Of course, Scimitar was never one to turn down a challenge, yet his own confidence had been greatly shaken when Bane had taken a decent chunk out of his ear.
 
These thoughts were not voiced to anyone – nor would they probably ever be. Instead, the large male gave a nod, determining that perhaps it would be good for him to engage in a friendly spar and pull himself from his mood.
 
He spoke no more – having never been one to speak often. Instead, his muzzle lowered, protecting his throat as his ears slid back – only hoping to keep them from being caught in teeth once more. His aqua eyes were trained upon the fellow warrior before him, and as custom, the Frostfur waited for his opponent to make the first move.

If the spar went well and Arion proved himself further, perhaps his own quiet vendetta against Blackfeather Woods would be fulfilled with another warrior on his side.