Overture Downs Burning Off Some Steam

The other male was panting, as if he'd just finished some running or something. He answered Ezekiel's question in segments, and in turn asked his own question. Ezekiel's tail twitched once, then returned to stillness. Ezekiel. Zeke is for my friends and those who have won my trust. He said in his baritone voice. Then, thinking that may have sounded aggressive he added, No offense. There was another pause of anticipation. Ezekiel wanted to spar, and he didn't really know this guy, but he seemed like the sparring type. He didn't want to be rude or start anything bad, but he didn't think it could hurt to just ask.

You wanna spar or something? He said, breaking the silence. His fluffy grey tail was moving again, it swayed with excitement.