Oh, but a beautiful day in the swamp. Not necessarily a beautiful part of the swamp, the soil exposed and rocks bared to the sky. Ideal, however, for finding creatures to train against. Not for himself, no, no! Nose-horn dug in underneath one of those self-same rocks, and chucked it to the side. Underneath, unfortunately, was simply a salamander that stared at the gleaming dark chitin and blood-red on iridescent blue-green fur before scuttling for its pitiably moist existence. Never Back Down huffed, lifting his head and tipping his head with a sigh. "What a coward..." he rumbled, and then moved, slowly to another rock, glancing over his broad back. On one of the spikes, he could see the pale blue beetle scurrying over his spiky hide. "Don't you worry, Baby Blue, trust and believe me, yeah?" He crouched, and flipped yet another rock, and paused, humming thoughtfully. There was a larva, but. Fighting a child was no good- "Mmm, but not here."
The quest for strength was never-ending, a constant battle of wills. Both The One and Only and his trio of beetles were more than capable; in fact, they worked harder than most kin the swamp. Constantly training, always seeking the next high.