So you are leaving then?

Miss! Same Score!

Burke was pleased when he held Spartacus down by holding onto one of the pressure points. These kind of spars were fun because one could enjoy the spar instead of thinking too much. It was clear that he was holding Kenneth down. He was winning. But his grip slipped with the slick wolf struggling. Burke let him go before his teeth would catch his skin and rip him open. He stepped back, giving a court nod to see if Kenneth was going to give up or attack him again. Burke would respect it either way.

He fought well, it made him pleased that they had such a wolf amongst their ranks but also sad that he was leaving. Still he understood. His pale eyes on the other, ready to block an attack if he wasn't going to admit defeat. Burke was clearly on the winning side of this friendly spar.