Blacktail Deer Plateau What are you made of?

The kid went down in a heap, Shale still atop him. Bounding back, the older man shook out his pelt and smiled as Sunny stood back up, excitedly asking to spar again sometime soon. He nodded, giving the boy an affectionate head butt.

"By the way, I'm your uncle. Uncle Shale. Good luck with Day," he chuckled, padding away.

Shale took a seat near where Pema was fighting with Kieran, looking over the young woman approvingly. She did a good job at staying low, keeping the center of her gravity close to the ground so Kieran wouldn't easily topple her.

He wondered if she'd been practicing. This was her idea, anyway. So Shale watched, grinning from the adrenaline of his own successful fight, and waited to see who he'd face next.