Silvertip Mountain The best defense is attack

Steady understood the unspoken permission to get into a more neutral stance, and he took it, holding his head in a more comfortable position for his body. His tail raised a little from where it was, but didn't go above his back.

Zaria asked if he was up for another spar- well, of course he was. He always was. He hesitated, however, trying to catch a glimpse of her healing wound. It had been almost two months since the cougar attack, and Zaria's injury. Maybe... How's your shoulder? he asked. He knew Zaria to be a strong wolf, and she may not even appreciate Steady implying she was anything but capable of sparing. But, Steady had his own morals, and would not spar if he thought he might injure his Alpha more.