Hoshor Plains Pluviophile

Guess I was just in time :) And yeah, it was kinda like a full body tackle

Being part of a group did not come easily to Azzaro despite being born a Dotharan as well as a wolf. Wolves relied on being with other wolves, but somehow the youth found himself liking the idea of working alone instead of with others. Of course, his father still taught him how to be part of a team, how to work well in a group and stuff like that. Azzaro listened and learnt and excelled, but he never really..well..liked working with others. Perhaps now that he was older, and experienced life's challenges, things would change.

They clashed, Dotharan against Dotharan and Azzaro was reminded of the days when he was a mere child and he fought with Drakhavo. Those were good times indeed, but the yearling shook himself away from the past and into the present. Father would not like him to be dwelling in those sentimental things, he was a Dotharan wolf after all. Instead, Azzaro concentrated on the fight. The Khal jumped forward, outwitting the boy's attempt of unbalancing him and used his momentum to unbalance Azzaro instead.

He stumbled for the fraction of a second before he quickly regained his balance and placed some distance between them, waiting for the perfect opportunity to attack, waiting for Rakharo to place a paw out of place. If the Khal attempted to attack, Azzaro would keep placing distance between them, eluding the older man until his keen ivory eyes found the perfect opening.