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Woo! Time to fight! Time to play! Bjarni was so excited he could hardly handle it. He was proud to see no other cubs had entered the challenge when he had been the only one to step forward, and for a while he had thought he would win without having to try. One lone challenger had appeared, though, a pretty little girl who he was ready to take on. Being raised by Sebor, a Reaver herself, he knew to respect females even at a young age. That didn't mean he was going to go easy on her, though.

"Hey, let's go!" he said, wiggling his bum in the air before pouncing at her. He was still just a cub, after all. He watched his mother and father when he could, but fighting was still a difficult concept to grasp. He wanted to wrestle!

Bjarni was so intent on tackling his opponent that he didn't even consider that she might try to move or counter his 'attack'. When she twisted away and reached back to bop him on the nose, he stopped dead in his tracks and stared at her with wide eyes.

"....you hit me!" he said, his voice astonished. He lifted a paw to rub his nose, the little bop stinging a bit even though she had her claws in, and once the little bit of pain subsided he narrowed his eyes. Oh, it was on now.

"Okay, we'll play your way," he said, jumping forward again and returning the favor by swiping at her nose as well. An eye for an eye, a nose for a nose! He kept his claws in just as she had done, though. This was a play fight, not a real fight.

Ha! He got her right back. Served her right to bop him on the nose like that! It took him a moment for her words to sink in and, when they did, he realized they were supposed to fighting like the big lions, not just playing. Oh yeah...that made more sense. When she turned tail to run he decided to kick it up a notch and chased after her, roaring tiny, squeaky roars that in his mind were ferocious and terrifying.

She was fast, he had to admit. And confusing. She'd go one way just as he darted after her, making catching up pretty hard. He managed it though, his sheer determination seeing him through. He'd have to work on catching up to things that were agile once he got a bit older...

"I'm gonna get you!" he said as he pounced, landing on her hindquarters and biting just above where her tail and body met. Ha, he really got her now! She wasn't going anywhere!

As his opponent jerked away, Bjarni let go so he could get his paws on the ground again. He stumbled a few paces but caught himself, grinning at K̄hả. Yeah, he was a butt biter. He did what it took to win! Or something like that.

"What's the matter," he asked, his tone carrying a little whiny pout to it, imitating the higher pitch of her voice. "Too scared to keep fighting?" It would become more apparent as he grew that Bjarni was cocky. Now as a cub it could be taken as simple cute teasing, but once his mane started to fill in he'd definitely become insufferable.

He pounced again, this time secure in his victory. This was no way she'd come back after that! He was going to win in four rounds and he'd be the champion, no questions asked. Ha! He reached out with his paw again, hoping to smack her on her nose again. That would teach her to tussle with the best!

Bjarni's eyes were narrowed as he grinned, slashing at the other cub, but he barely got his paw within striking distance before she jumped into the air. His eyes widened as he shrunk back a bit, amazed at the height she got. Granted, she was sort of flailing around a bit in the air to stay right side up, so it wasn't the most majestic of attacks...but if they were going for style there'd never be a winner.

K̄hả landed squarely on his back, all of her claws digging into his hide. He let out a yelp of pain as he was also squished onto the ground. She definitely was bigger than him in size although he was pretty sure they were about the same weight, but his little legs couldn't withstand the force she had created by jumping up.

"What the heck are you, a bird?" he asked, coughing a bit as he tried to suck in a breath of air. Geez, that had been...kind of amazing actually. Not that he'd tell her that. He finally summoned the strength to roll over, pushing her off of him and darting back. They were tied now. Crap.

Bjarni stared down the blue cub, lowering his head a bit and raising his rump. Was he ready? He was born ready! He had to win...he had to! This girl was tough, he'd give her that, but there was no way he could lose. He was Bjarni! Son of Ulfric and Sebor! If he lost...he'd never heard the end of it from his siblings.

Suddenly K̄hả was darting forward, launching the last attack. Bjarni stayed quiet this time, putting all his focus on how to counter her attack. She launched into the air towards him, paws outstretched...and he sidestepped. It was almost too easy, but it was really the only thing he could do without running the risk of her scoring a point. He dodged her attack and let her own momentum carry her past him, allowing him to score another attack to her butt, this time with his tiny, needle like claws slashing at it.

"Ha!" he cried out, triumphant as he made a connection. "I did it! I won!"

Bjarni cackled softly to himself and did a little victory dance as K̄hả turned to congratulate him, albeit stiffly. Her muttered comment made him snicker and he bit the air a few times in her direction as she left, not at all affected by the little comment. Maybe later on he would be, but for now he was proud of his butt biting abilities. He lifted his head high in the air and trotted off, proud of himself and his win.

"Oh yeah, good fight, too!" he called over his shoulder, sincere but distracted. She had put up more of a fight than he had thought she would. That just proved how good he was though...woo! He's the best!