Seaside Moors we got three more days 'til Friday [CHALLENGE]

Despite his efforts, his desire to win, sometimes, things just didn't go in one's favor. Fighting often had luck be a part of it, skill played the largest part but of course, sometimes, things didn't stack in your favor. Aningan pressed down on him, halting any further forward movement. Angrily he scowled and snarled at the leg just out of his grasp.

His words fell on deaf ears, the roles seemingly reversed as now Rosencrantz was fueled by rage. Quickly he rose to his feet once Aningan got off of him, a quick glare was shared before he turned his back on the boy. Fur still on edge, muscles coiled as tensed. I have no family. He spat - though Rosalyn may change that should their coupling bring life, for now, he could only hope until he was certain. My, me,— he parroted Aningan's words. there are other lives you are responsible for as a leader than just those you made. And with that, he was done here.