Ouroboros Spine for my unconquerable soul

She had sought him out for one reason alone – one that became very clear as his shoulder remained on the receiving end of a sharp nip. Tonravik shifted away then, lowering herself as she prepared herself for a spar, and the male shifted down to a crouch he had been taught no later than a week upon Tartok lands as a pup.

His ears slid back in defense – she wished him to begin, and without hesitation (for no enemy would wait for their opponents true ready) the male struck forward. For a large beast, there were times it would slow him down.. but he could only hope to improve this. Striking forward to push his weight upon her, Ivitaruk aimed only to try to push her with his weight – testing the waters of his leader. It had been awhile since they had danced, and despite the fatigue that plagued him, he could feel renewed energy coursing his veins.