Put 'em Up
01-20-2016, 09:16 PM
The man moved, heading towards the designated spot where the practice war was to take place. It had him wondering how all of this was going to play out. He had not been there for the war against Hellstrom, and so the workings of the war were something he wasn’t sure of. But something had Allen feeling uneasy about this whole idea. It wasn’t that he didn’t approve, or didn’t trust Bass... Maybe he was just thinking things a little too far. They had to be ready for anything, right? They were a mercenary pack after all. Yeah, keep it simple. Allen would arrive to find that Bass was already in a spar. No maims, no breaks, no death. He reminded himself, telling his mind how this was different than your average war. He would be settled now that he was on the field, hardly any of the opposite side showing their faces as of yet. Allen would dig his claws into the earth, ears folding back against his skull and eyes narrowing. He was ready to show Bass that he was going to be there, and, more importantly, he was going to be ready. |