Moonspear ^_____________________^

It wasn't finished yet, but it was well underway— the sparring pit, which was more like a bare space of rock surrounded by the many shattered pieces of rotten trees, would need another day or two before there was an ample supply of space. At least to Glaukos' liking.

When the call rose up from Tiuttuk, Glaukos was shoving at a pile of debris in an effort to tip it off of a nearby ledge, freeing up more space. He was breathing heavily; but after a moment to catch his breath, his chin lifts and he issues a reply call.

He paced a moment after, waiting for her to arrive and witness the work he had done. Maybe she wouldn't appreciate the amount of destruction he'd perpetrated upon her mountain?