The Warlord stalked slowly forward, his eyes on the colossal beast that had come down from the North. As he approached, the polar bear let out a warning growl, raising itself on its back legs until it towered well above him. 

Sirius let out his own snarl, letting it vibrate across his throat as he took another step forward. The bear had entered Armada territory, the Warlord would fall before he gave an inch. 

The bear thundered back down onto four paws, and the Warlord threw himself to the side as it charged. It's massive claws rent the air where he had been just moments before. As he regained his footing, the Warlord let out a howl to his wolves. He needed more than just himself to take down this beast.

Action at a distance. Nirah still had yet to learn many a thing but he wasn’t one to hesitate. Having heard Sirius call a part of him slightly wondered if he could impress the warlord. The thought was quickly swallowed by the want and need to be a part of the Armada community. To have wolves he cared for and protect them from threats like this. He was close by and upon seeing the polar bear his eyes widened, what in the world?

He tried to close the distance. Outstretching his claws Nirah reared up and aimed to swipe at the beasts shoulders. No wonder Sirius had needed help with this massive beast. Nirah tried to back up, watching the bear’s movements and possibly hoping he didn’t screw this up somehow. This was what it meant to be a true protector though.

His call was answered by Nirah, who charged recklessly in. His reinforcement swiped at the bear, and the Warlord spared him a passing grin. “Mind its reach!” He called out, diving in as the bear retaliated. As it raised its meaty paw to swipe at Nirah, Sirius leaped and grabbed at the apolendage. Digging his teeth in deep as he pulled the paw down with the weight of his body.


The bear turned fully towards him, threatening to catch him between both paws. Sirius was forced to release his grip, hoping Nirah was making use of the distraction as Seer dodged the bears paws. He snarled at the polar bear, keeping its attention on him. This was what it meant to fight as a Pack.

Adrenaline pumped through him and his ears angled towards Sirius. Mind it’s ready, all right he got it. It prompted Nirah to seek the animals blind spot. This bear was intimidating but now Nirah was in full gear and ready to support. His tail came to rest level with his spine. Teeth bared he lunged for the Bear’s side while trying to make sure its paws didn’t reach him. If he could help tire it out, they could over power the beast. If he could he wanted to push his teeth into the bears shoulders. At the same time his front paws trying to scratch along its body. Blood letting, Nirah wanted it to lose strength as soon as possible.

Then when he got the chance, he attempted to get out of the way. He knew it wouldn’t be long before the beast was thinking of striking on him. Nirah had to hope its attention would be scattered having it deal with two fairly large wolves at that. The last thing Nirah needed to was to get himself injured right now. His training was just beginning.

He could hear the sound of Nirah’s claws digging into its back. The Warlord was playing a dangerous game, keeping at its front. Any time the beast moved as if to turn, he dove in. snapping at its paws, the front of its knees. Anything he could reach. As the battle raged on, Bast and Marshal appeared on the scene.

The bird dove from above, pecking at its eyes and head, and Bast dove at a leg. Taking advantage of the opening, Sirius snapped at the back of its leg, cutting through the muscle and rendering the limb useless. The bear howled and struggled to turn, clearly surprised as its leg failed it. When it stumbled, Sirius jumped up, grabbing at its throat and digging in with his elongated teeth. He tore the skin, the muscle, and ripped through its airways. The beast staggered again, and then fell slowly forward, landing hard on the earth before them.


"Speech"

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