Hoshor Plains reflections

First he checks the location Ira settled in, and by luck, he spots her roan fur sticking out against the white and gold of the Plains. He greets her with a grin, and wag of his tail.
Ira, hey, he says. Although their relationship has turned awkward, he still sees her as a friend and hopes that with time, they could be comfortable around each other again. I was, uh, lookin’ for you? I was wondering if you’d be interested in a, uh, spar. I think I’m good enough to start gettin’ back in shape and pullin’ my weight around here. And boy does he have a lot of weight, even with the famine.