Moonspear but after everything i still believe in true love

"sure," he said, with a glint in his eyes. he was going to mention his father, but he figured it was useless to brag, so he just aimed all of his competitive nature toward physical actions. terance didn't like to be all bark and no bite. but then someone else showed up. he looked up, and immediately bowed his head. he didn't recognize the man completely, but he looked familiar enough for terance to remember him, and he didn't want to look disrespectful. but he seemed to be okay with a spar, the nod look reassuring, so he fell into a stiffened stance and waited.

terance was clearly a defensive player. he was still young and agile, but his bulky self was built to withstand blows and stay standing up-- and he was good at that too. so he waited, assuming the dark shadow would make the first move.