With Tempest's opponent chosen, the new warrior of the pack would make for an open area of the moor with smooth and even ground, ideal for a spar. Still, Tempest would take his time in looking over the area since he had the chance. A stray rut in the dirt or rabbit hole could very quickly lose a spar if one were to unwittingly step into it while trying to evade attacks.

Tempest did not yet know who his opponent was beyond their name, his opponent's name being Caspian, and he was a Delta of the pack. This meant his opponent would most likely be a very capable fighter, so Tempest would have to be careful in this fight, as he always was. Not fighting to one's fullest in all conflicts was a waste to Tempest, and a waste that could very well have gotten him killed in the past had he committed such an act. After all, he was the one standing here today and not his partner in training whom he had faced off against to become a fully-fledged warrior in his previous pack.

With the area now looked over in Tempest's mind he would stand and wait for the other wolf to approach, no doubt the other would know who the new wolf in the pack was.