Not My Cup Of Tea

It was his turn to laugh. "Yeah? That's what you're gonna do? Give my ass a good kicking?" He'd like to see that. Not that he didn't think she wasn't capable, but a good rough and tumble with her sounded like fun. Besides, he'd gotten her to give one of those high pitched girly squeals once. He was fairly certain he could pull another one out of her again. Part of him wanted a second chance to try. 

With his fur mostly shaken out, he was definitely drier and willing to explore. There was a part of him that wondered just how much further these caves went, but he knew, that with his present company, he was a bit distracted. While he was naturally good with direction and landmarks, that only worked if he was paying attention. Now that he knew she was planning on kicking his ass? Well... maybe it was better if he kept one eye looking over his shoulder. 

"Hidden treasure, eh? Wonder what someone might try to hide in a place like this." Maybe an elaborate collection of feathers so some princess could sleep on a featherbed. Or maybe a rare and exquisite bone that could be worried on forever. His thoughts wandered only to circle back around when she mentioned her plans to train someone in here. Now that he looked at it more thoroughly, this place had a great terrain for training. 

He looked at her, sizing the female up for a moment before a thought crossed his mind. "Well then, if you still want to kick my ass, what about a friendly spar? It's been a while since I've flexed those muscles. Why not break this place in? See if it's all it's cracked out to be?"