Shadewood it's all done but the deed

Relieved to hear Wren was okay, Haiku nodded his head to this. His smirk was apparent on his carob-hued muzzle with her saying she bit off more than she could chew. ”If you had a mouthful of my fur, then maybe we would have had a problem.” He jested as he took matters of his fur upkeep pretty seriously. At her mention of him winning the spar, he shook his head good-naturedly. ”You’re good. The title is useless to me.” Haiku said, shrugging. ”Did you learn anything new at least?” It was a very quick spar but Haiku was curious if she sought what she was looking or learning for in the spar.
 
The drawn blood was a relatively minor thing to him. Haiku could tell in Wren’s voice she felt guilty for such a thing, but his tail swayed behind him and shook his head once more to reassure her. ”I’ll live. It’ll come out easy in the next stream I come across.” Suddenly self-realization lit up in his tangerine eyes at a thought. ”Speaking of which, what’s around these parts?” Hopefully she could provide some general direction or notable landmarks of the area.