rough & tumble
03-21-2014, 09:09 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-21-2014, 09:11 PM by Kyarst.)
Note for Lunar/Judge: Kyarst is 5 months old and is approximately 63 lbs.
It was time. He had spent nearly an hour scoping out the perfect venue. There was a light dusting of snow over the otherwise barren arena, and the temperature was a balmy fifty-two degrees. It was no small wonder how the snow managed not to melt, but alas it seemed that the long cold night had frozen it hard enough that it hadn't yet dissolved into nothingness. Beside him stood a boulder approximately two foot high, and instinctively he would lean into it slightly - storing up his energy. Ebony skull tilted up to call forth his kin: Drashiel, for a war of sorts. Kyarst knew he was not getting any younger, and he believed it was high time to try his hand at warfare. It seemed to brew in the Armada bloodline, and he hoped sincerely that he was not an exception to that theory. The chill in the air burned his lungs ever so slightly, but that was a regular occurrence, and one that he would readily ignore at a time like this. He knew it would only get worse when he began to spar, but it was something that had to be conditioned - and that required repetition. His mind began to imagine Drashiel, how he looked, how he moved, how he thought. Idly he wondered how willing his kin would be to fight with him. Surely another boy would not turn his nose up at a little scuffle, but if he did there was certainly no shortage of kin to choose from. Lysis would likely be his next choice, though he honestly didn't view anyone of the female persuasion as a viable opponent. He found himself leaning more on the boulder at his right, not out of necessity but out of sheer comfort. He was at home here in the sound, in Glaciem. The tip of his tail twitched idly as he waited for Drashiel to appear. speech, |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.