A big sparring session is in order. Tir'an arrives first at the designated location, all ready and set, and Agurith joins him a few moments later.

Tir'an: Hah! I was first, ya loser!

Agurith: Good for you. Here's your gold medal. Now wait for your next one, which you will earn by being the first one to eat grass from the ground.

Tir'an: Yah, sure, Agu! Save the tough guy talk for later! You might need it to cover up your pain!

Agurith: Pfft... If you ran like your mouth, you'd be in good shape. Now watch it, or the next thing coming out of it will be your teeth.