this'll be a blast
open spar
11-10-2024, 02:57 PM
"So what, I just stand out here and yell?" Davey's gaze was incredulous, as it set on his older brother. Squinting at Wake, while the older boy faded into the background, shrouded in a puff of fragrant smoke. Huh. Is it that easy? Well, at least his brother had taken him to do something useful for once, instead of wandering around looking at flowers.
Moving to the center of one of the makeshift rings drawn in the rocky soil, Davey tips his head back. The call is high pitched, a bit more dog than wolf. Calling out and taking a firm grip on his axe, swinging it menacingly. He's ready. This was going to be fun.
Moving to the center of one of the makeshift rings drawn in the rocky soil, Davey tips his head back. The call is high pitched, a bit more dog than wolf. Calling out and taking a firm grip on his axe, swinging it menacingly. He's ready. This was going to be fun.
"speech"
11-11-2024, 11:56 AM
Admittedly, he was enjoying sparring in the Battlefield. Not that he was enticed to spill the blood of others, but keeping himself fit and in practice was a good thing. If he wished to climb the ladder of success to lead a pack, no a pride, he would need to be more than adept at fighting. It was a hard thing for the liger to admit since he wanted as much peace as possible.
With his own offensive device attached to his tail, imagine a spikey whip, Raumr prowls across the dusty and barren landscape. He sees not much today for opportunity until a high-pitched howl forces his ears to flicker backward. A dog? Wild? Not wolf? That must be... not right. More curious than intent on fighting, Raumr approaches slowly, carefully. Massive frame lowered toward the ground as he indeed gets close enough to notice the collie. Interesting, indeed.
His gaze flicks to the older boy, not paying him much attention. This would be between him and boy. Laying proper attention onto the collie, Raumr lifts a brow and reveals that humbly sweet smile. "Your move, boy," he rumbles in deepened honeyed tones.
any of raumr's known friends are welcome to crash his threads
11-11-2024, 03:23 PM
A cat! Hey, he recognized that cat! The one that had saved him and Baitboy from the shark. Davey is bright eyed, tail wagging as he stares up at the man. Fighting him instead of a predator was going to be more fun, and lower stakes... but still a good challenge. A great challenge, if their previous experience had been any indication.
Without a second thought, Davey hoists his flail. Allowing the head to hit full extension, and swinging it toward the cat's paws as he comes closer. It's a halfhearted lunge, and he's not trying to actually chop the man to pieces. This is practice after all. Still, there's a lot of lion and not a lot of Davey, so they're probably safe.
Without a second thought, Davey hoists his flail. Allowing the head to hit full extension, and swinging it toward the cat's paws as he comes closer. It's a halfhearted lunge, and he's not trying to actually chop the man to pieces. This is practice after all. Still, there's a lot of lion and not a lot of Davey, so they're probably safe.
"speech"
Davey vs Raumr for spar
Round 1/?
Age: under 1
Size: Large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: spring loaded axe flail
Companion 1: Atlantic puffin, female - perception
Mutation 1: Neck quills - Defensive
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Intermediate Navigator
Specialty:
Item: (remove if none)