Duck Lake One world

terance didn't plan on sparring, but if she desperately wanted one then he wouldn't fight her on it -- or, well, he would fight her on it, i guess. either way, as she began to circle with him, terance's ears flicked. and then she told him who she was waiting for.

corvus... the back up. or had he been the first choice? terance was honestly unsure where he fell in the whole situation -- had he just been an easy back-up?  he remembered treason's comment about his competition dropping out, or however she'd phrased it, not too long ago. he paused, steady, green gaze falling across her hooded features, across her striking blue gaze. and then he scoffed, rolling his shoulders, the most transparent terance had been in a long while -- jealousy. "you don't seem like the type to settle for less," he commented, eyes still trained on her.