Firefly Glen [PHE] Brothers and Challengers

Looking for @Ujurak, but all welcome

Sven had been gone long enough. Had spoken to a few wolves had apologized to swiftcurrent. Now he just wanted his brother and the familiar scents of those he was used too. The girls had come, but they were exploring.

Ujurak! I was challenged to a spar, by a wolf named Cygnet. She knows Kristjan.

There was a quiet nervousness to him. Sven hardly ever sparred. He was more a hunter and a lover than a fighter.

As Ujurak had anticipated, Sven returned to camp and the stone prince met his brother with a wide smile.

Hvenær byrjaðir þú að velja slagsmál? His tone was teasing, although his ears piqued at the mention of the girl knowing Kristjan. Their middle brother was always social, having spent more time making friends outside their litter growing up than he had. While it wasn't surprising, it was still a point of interest.

There was different air to his brother that Ujurak picked up upon. Ujurak clapped a paw around Sven's shoulder to give his youngest sibling a hug, should he wish for it.

It is a friendly, spar, yes?

Sven ducked into his brother's embrace and squeezed. Then backed up with a grin. 

Ég myndi aldrei he jested with a smile and dancing eyes. How lovely it was to have someone he loved so much. 

It is. But I have never really sparred before, have you?

He had never been a fighter. He was more a lover. And to think that he would be expected to do what he could. He wasn't sure.