Northstar Vale like steps in a dance

Like his companion, the beast felt a dull burning in his muscles after several minutes of continuous running. His heart pounded harder against his chest and his breathing came harder, but it was nothing that would do him in. Raheerah was primed for exercise. He had traveled days without rest, he had torn through hordes of his enemies in his youth - this was nothing compared to what the dragon had fought through before. He ascended the slopes of the mountain and already felt the drag of the incline pull his body back down, making it harder for them to move. But he kept at it, churning his paws beneath him and pushing forward in blind determination. The path they took was littered with stones and trees, small ledges cleared in one or two bounds.

Eventually they did make it to their destination. Raheerah began to slow as he saw the small clearing. The trees peeled away to reveal the mountainside littered with rocky outcroppings. It wasn't treacherous, but one could easily lose their footing here if they weren't careful, or get their paws caught in the crevices between the rocks. This was where they would train.

Raheerah finally came to a halt. His jaws cracked open, revealing his pink tongue as he panted and turned to look back at Xi'nuata. He said nothing and moved out onto the rocks - some of them smooth, others jagged. He would allow the two of them a couple moments to catch their breath, but he would waste no time initiating the spar once he felt both of them were ready.