[p] cut it out of my mouth
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The spar had been more than he'd expected, fighting back and forth with a high intensity. He wasn't panting, but his muscles were warmed up more than they should be for a friendly spar. It looked like she was ready to keep going, snarling over at him. She got what he meant though, and released his arm. Raoth grimaced as she pushed off him back to the ground. They were both bleeding now, though he was the one that had gotten the worst of it. He hadn't been able to get in as many bites.

It was a good thing he could take the pain. Raoth lifted his arm to lick at his wounds before he remembered that he didn't have a tongue to lick with. Sighing he sat down and faced her, a little wary still after the spar. He itched to keep fighting, but Raoth was never really done. The only time he really could spar without struggling to cool down was when he fought to exhaustion, or Aro forced him to stop. Both brought him to a complete halt. He looked over the grey coyote before smiling. She'd done better than he'd thought she could do.


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