Siri stood with a scowl on his face, head lowered and facing his opponent. He had battled his way out of the Unbranded rank when he had first joined the pride and he knew his skills were sharp, so to see the lioness across from him smirking the way she was drove him mad.
"Don't think I'm an easy target just because I've got no scars," he growled quietly. "It just proves how good I am." In theory it did make sense that a good fighter would be scarless, meaning they overpowered their opponent so much that they were never touched, but it was nearly impossible to be a constant, hard fighter without a mark. He knew those that were scarred here were revered and his own idol was famous for his own, but Siri wasn't worried about not bearing any of his own.
He launched himself towards the female, teeth bared and claws out as the spar began.
.:. Shadows of Africa - New Guild! .:.
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