Stone Circle Knock your stress out!

Day's ears flickered in surprise as the words fell - abrupt and unfamiliar - from her mouth. Spar? He wanted to say no already. It didn't seem right to let his aggression out around his packmates, especially not his female packmates. Da had taught him better than that, hadn't he?

But he was tired of walking in circles, thinking about Adeline and Amber and how angry he was at, well, everything.

"Yeah," he said. "That sounds good."

He started forward but stopped before he reached her, uncertainty flickering in his eyes and wavering in his stance. It went against all his instincts to fight Krypton, even if this wasn't really a fight. He could still remember hot blood spilling over his tongue, and the give of flesh and bone under the pressure of his jaws. It'd been easy, and he worried that she would be, too.

But she was Krypton, and Day knew he could never hurt her - not like that. So with a growl - short and gruff - he sprang toward her, aiming his shoulder into her side and reaching with his jaws for the scruff of her neck.