He sank onto his belly, his paws protectively flexed over the cache of viscera he had chosen for himself. He licked his lips idly and began to scissor at the stringy meat with his fangs. “Erövrare favors the strong.” He said coldly, his blood dipped muzzle curling back in a smile. “The strong take what is theirs by right, and defend only the strong. Join me and you will be defended by those you defend for whatever you feel is within your right." Tyranis knew selfish men when he saw them, but with the right leader even a lone wolf could become a working member of a pack, more so if they had the strength of others to aid them.
“Tell me Valkorion, is my impression of you wrong? Are you not a strong man who takes what they please?”
"Talk" Thought "You"
Tyranis has a melanistic king cobra companion named Raanee, and a half-blind raven companion named Moses unless otherwise stated assume they are always present
Although it doesn't appear on his tables Tyranis' tail has been docked
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