So you are leaving then?

miss No, I don't think there can be any advantages with this kind of sparring method

A guttural snarl rumbled from Burke when Spartacus pushed his proud charcoal crown lower and lower in a submissive stance. It was obvious that the Beta disliked being in submission, that was natural for a man of power but it did nothing to impressive the northerner, it was unimpressive to feel him growing angry just because he used a tactic to force friendly submission in a friendly spar. But the Gladiator did not speak, Burke was still a wolf worthy of his respect, something as small as a spar didn't change that.

The Beta finally got himself out of the exiled prince's grasp, immediately, he placed some distance between them and moved in tandem with the Blackfeather Woods male as he began circling. Circling was good. It was the dance of the wolves, the dance that all wolves knew, and the dance would only end when one wolf lay dead beneath the other, or in this case, when one wolf was utterly helpless and yielded.

Burke rushed forward, attempting to nip at his heels but Spartacus was one step ahead and easily evade the blow, without hesitating, he moved forward, attempting snapping at the Beta's face, not close enough to damage his features but enough to hopefully make the older male back off and stumble.