Silvertip Mountain Heating up

Cameo'ing till required xD Feel free to skip me if I hold things up at all (no idea where this is in the timeline of Beta-wars so i will keep it vague)

There was someone at it again, sparring. Fighting was a part of life, Mason knew that, but he was not a massive fan. He didn't like pain at all and he had had a sheltered enough upbringing that he had never really dealt with pains besides accidental scrapes. And mental grief.

Mason's grey body streaked along the mountain and he found them fast enough to avoid death, but not enough to avoid it escalating. Zaria and Steady were duelling. He loved his Dad and Steady. He no longer loved Zaria but his Dad did. Mason therefore had a vested interest in both competitors. He stayed on the sidelines, some good few feet away to avoid any accidental involvement.

He knew Steady enough to know there would be no issues on that front. Zaria was a law unto herself. Mason's fur bristled to its fullest and he looked bigger than usual. He waited in a pounce-stance, ready and willing to involve himself if required. He would have no fatal wounds; there was enough blood and spit flinging around the place as it was.

Now who was that saying he wouldn't be a good Beta?