Redsand Canyon Frourós

The redstone wolf was grateful for a chance at a spar, but he was pleased enough to draw their match to an end. She had done well to work up his spirits and keep him on his toes. It felt good to test the stretch of his limbs and to try to avoid the snap of another warrior’s teeth. Arsenio felt that he had been slacking for too long – Akashingo might have made him soft.

Only a taste of my constitution, but you’ll have more in time, the Greek man said in response to her statement. He did not mind the slyness, the quips and retorts. It was something that was common among those who served together. Arsenio hoped that he might see a true battle with Towhee while serving underneath Mereo.

Would you like to fade and maybe have another? ^^