Bearclaw Valley ‘Arise, devour.'

Toad's story was peculiar. Revui understood fighting, he enjoyed a good spar and had broken a few trespassers in his time. If it were up to Revui, only the strong would persist in this place. The valley was home to many warriors and some wolves not equipped to be warriors, however they were cunning in their own right. It was a good thing it was not Revui's decision however; he would have made the loser suffer a further defeat and likely banished them for their weakness.

Merrick had made the final decision. That was all that mattered.

Is Taylor so weak, or are you so great? He questioned finally, his voice a rolling tide. He gave the boy a look-over, discerning, but saw nothing that spoke of their physicality or their combat prowess. The only way to learn about that would be a challenge, and so Revui squared off, pivoting his body and aligning his head with his shoulders. Show me.