Blackwater Islands We’ve got these summertime nights

Alduin paces back and forth despite his recently accrued wounds acquired from the  agouti hound. He even walks with a limp, but still he cannot seem to calm the fire within. He wants to train, he wants to fight. So he will go to the one person who truly understands this desire within him.

He would follow @Tulok’s scent trail until he finds him. Only to sidle up close to him and (almost playfully) bite at his shoulder. 

“Let us spar, brother.” He’d rasp, expecting his sibling to comply.