Silvertip Mountain Never forget what you're fighting for

Ezekiel heard Steady's howl and came to his feet. A spar, just what he needed. The last time he'd sparred had been against his brother, and like always he'd won. Gabriel was the best hunter, but didn't have the strategical and physical strength that Zeke did. And then there was Jojo, who won at everything. As he followed the sound of the howl, he wondered how good Steady was. Perhaps the black wolf would be a bigger challenge than his brother. With every thought, the more excited he got, so he quickened his pace, ready to meet his mock opponent in battle.

When he arrived, he saw Steady ambling through a dusty clearing, tense and ready to fight. Ezekiel chuffed to alert Steady he was there before walking from the budding forest into the clearing. He stopped a few lengths away from the alpha and grinned, Up for a spar? His gruff voice was still a bit breathy from the run here but he would only need a moment to prepare. This would be pretty fun.