Jailbird's Free

His opponent recovered with shocking speed, taking the blow and stumbling from him, but he did not fall. He kept moving, which was the smartest thing he could do. The Warlord growled at the speedy creature slipped from his grasp. Bird never remained still, pacing in the arena the Warlord had set for them. Sirius watched him with hungry eyes, knowing he was heavy, and slow to turn. If it came to a race, he would be chasing Bird about the confines until he tired, and the smaller wolf found an opening. He could not allow that.

“Sadly for you, I do not fight alone” Sirius said, his grim smile slowly returning as Bast crept forward, slipping into the arena, and circling about the circler. She watched his movements for a moment, echoing them with her own, before racing forward, teeth bared, in an attempt to catch the wolf on the rump, to harry him, chase him, and cut down the room he had that could keep Sirius from him. As Bast lunged for Bird, Sirius would also, throwing his body into a ground eating lope, weary of the small confines of their arena as he charged at Bird.

Round two of two
Size: Dire Wolf
Build: Medium
Companion One: Extra large companion, Battle Vulture (plus 10%)
Companion Two: Snow Leopard (plus 10%)
Battle Accessory (Offensive): Bracers
Battle Accessory (Defensive): Bracers
Mutation 1: Fangs
Mutation 2: Claws
Fight Skill Level: Master
Specialty: Weaponsmaster