Silvertip Mountain Go on, give it all you got

Steady spoke to Niita now, he could tell her demanding tone had frustrated him a bit. This wasn't a good thing for Niita, perhaps she ought to m step back and give Steady some space. How had this happened? How had a fun spar turned into a big issue? Ezekiel didn't dare to rise an inch from where he remained flattened on the ground, and there was no way he would risk looking into Steady's eyes. Anything to signal a challenge was a bad idea at the moment.

Ezekiel didn't know what Niita meant by, 'she had freaked out' but she apparently didn't like being touched on her neck. Whether it be scruff or throat, it frightened her. If only she'd told him before they started the spar, this all could've been averted. However of course it was no fault of her own, it was as she said, a misunderstanding. Ezekiel nudged Niita, hoping for her to back off a bit. While it wasn't necessarily his fault, it wasn't hers either, and she didn't deserve a punishment for sure. Remaining submissive, the shamed soldier spoke to Steady now. Sir, what she said is true. I would never hurt any of you, I had no idea she would freak out like that. But since she did, I may be at fault. Don't place any punishment on her if you plan any at all. He said, flashing her a grateful glance. She tried, and so had he, so it was up to the alpha now.