Feed 'em some lava!

:D last post from me. thanks for the thread!

Arverk leapt forward, fell short of his aim and struggled to regain his footing. While he was trying to find his balance, he accidentally tripped over a bone and sprawled on top of the bone pile like an idiot. Both of them needed practice on sparring on this mountain of bones, because it had turned out to be less of a spar and more of a 'trying to find my balance and not trip over and fall like a fool' contest. Which was a tie by the way.

The swarthy whale stood up, shaking his ruffled smoky fur as he made his way down the pile towards where the russet Alpha Male was. A small smile made it's way up his lips at Iqniq's comment on how they both sucked at sparring on the pile of bones. "Good spar," he repeated with a genuine grin. "We could use more practice with that."

The exhausting exercise had made him hungry, so it came to no surprise when his stomach rumbled and called for food. Arverk shot Iqniq an apologetic glance, "I'll see you soon," he said, blue eyes twinkling before he turned and made his way to the nearest cache.