Redtail Rise sweet melting chocolate

Sounds good to me :)

A year of traveling had weakened his fighting skills as well as his reflexes, but that was partly his fault as he had a knack of avoiding packlands or other wolves and predators for that matter and therefore traveled safely out of harm. Now, Arion was back in the life of rivalry, war, loyalty, and if he wished to gain the leaders's trust, have a good home like the one he had in Cerberus's Pavilion and be able to defend himself and the pack against other wolves, his fighting skills would need some serious sharpening.

A crooked smirk spread over his maw when Junior replied in a sarcastic manner, "You can try," he said playfully in response. Though his fighting skills might be a bit rusty, they hadn't been completely obliterated. "I did say if, didn't I?" Arion said with a tilt of his head but inside, he was readying himself. The Greek did not know his opponent's fighting style yet, so his senses were going overdrive.

Then she attacked, leaping right at him, Arion was surprised alright but he still managed to sidestep the blow, but barely. It still connected with his shoulder but only hurt for a second. Concentrating, the stallion charged at her immediately, hoping to bash straight into her and knock her off balance.