Hideaway Strath with the bitter salt of blood

I would love to, Honest as a sweep of his tail sent snow flying again. As much as he enjoyed those he had met already, none of them seemed so keen on some childish play. Perhaps Kynareth but he had a feeling that would end up unlike this.

Her answer would not strike him as odd. It seemed plenty here were...physically inclined. As for him? Well, I maybe not be a very good spar partner, but I'd be happy to help however I could. He made a rather good punching bag, if he did say so.