Set Fire To The Rain
09-18-2015, 02:22 PM
He spent much time here in the battlefield. He was determined to become stronger - by any means necessary. He heard another call from one who desired to spar, one who wished to become stronger - like him. He would obey the call and come fourth, paws sweeping the earth swiftly thanks to his girth, swallowing up the land beneath him until he came face to face with the one who had called out for him. The young red and white female was easy to spot, his ruby eyes washed over her more dainty features before spreading his maw to speak. You have the first move. His tone was a matter of fact - although he had no thirst for blood today, he would not be kind and gentle neither.
The fur on his back rose as his hackles took their place in a defensive position, protecting his neck as he lowered his head to protect the tender flesh further. His tail lowered just enough to protect his testicles and ready to quickly defend his underbelly. He could hear the distant growls and fights of others, but they would not distract him. He was aware that the ground was sharp with many stones, he could be certain to watch his footing for the larger, sharper ones who would slice through even his most callous ridden paws.
—  vengeance
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This character is prone to violence, picking fights, and cannibalism. You have been warned.