Herbalists' Cache Dude…Don't Be a Dick

Dice Roll Here! Evens! Kero wins. Good spar!

The block worked. Immediately the dark wolf jumped back and rushed back in, but Kero was already there. He dipped his head low, bringing his teeth up and under those snapping fangs to reach at the wolf's throat. And just like that, it was over. Kero's jaws gave a little squeeze, just enough to let the other know he'd stolen the advantage and then then pressure was gone. He released the wolf and stepped back, circling back around to lock his gaze on the northern wolf. 

For a friendly spar, they'd met their end. No damage was done aside from the little nips and nudges that would heal within the hour. But it had been good. He could feel the exertion within his bones and knew that whatever happened next, he'd sleep well tonight. 

Nevertheless, Kero lifted a wolven brow of question towards the other wolf. Why was he still here? His words, however were a touch different than his thoughts. "Good spar," he affirmed before spoiling whatever victory he'd earned. "Can I fuck my tree in peace now?"