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Phosphor was strolling around the edge of the pride today, rather bored, but not looking to go out on a Viking. He was waiting for...well. He supposed the best word for her was a friend. She had decided to join the Stormborn, but he hadn't seen her since their meeting in the rogue lands. He hoped to catch her at the edge of the pride and give her her test, as some Reavers were much too harsh in their judgement.

His ears perked up when he heard a roar of challenge, but sighed when he realized it wasn't her. He trotted over anyway to see who it was, smiling at the lion when he came into view.

"Hello," he said cheerfully, pausing a few strides away from the lion. "Welcome, Jokull Sigvarðr. I'm Phosphor. I'll be happy to take your challenge. Should you prove yourself you may enter, but if I think you need some time to hone yourself, I'll have to turn you away."

The dark lion smiled as the pale challenger agreed. "Great! Let's begin," he said, lowering his head and adopting a fighting stance. Usually he let the other lion make the first move, but today he was feeling particularly spunky. He darted forward with teeth bared and claws extended. It was a bluff, only meant to see how Jokull would react to a blatant, head on attack. Phosphor was always very careful not to use his claws or teeth in these battles unless the challenger used them first. It was merely a spar, after all, not a battle of life and death. There didn't need to be any useless wounds from these tests.

The dodge left Phosphor grinning. Ah, he was a smart one, wasn't he? That was good. He needed a challenge. The little bump knocked him off balance enough to make him pause in his movement, getting his feet back under him before launching another attack.

He turned and pounced instantly, aiming to land on on Jokull's rear end. He wanted to knock him off balance? He'd do the same. He kept his claws in though, not wanting to hurt the other male. This was just a test of his fighting prowess after all, if he wanted a fight once he made it in he'd be glad to do so.

Phosphor had to admit that the lion had guts. He kept on coming, even if his movements weren't very refined. That was something he could learn in time, though.

The attack was swift and caught Phosphor off guard, letting the blue lion land a hit on his shoulder. Rather than shying away, however, Phosphor moved into the hit, charging his shoulder into Jokull's chest and thrusting up with his hind legs, hoping to toss the other male to the ground.