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Álarr

Avalon
Beta

Master Fighter (330)

Master Healer (246)

An icon representing the specialty Defender Defender

An icon representing the specialty Anatomist Anatomist

age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
823
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
542
player
lunarcat7

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01-19-2020, 03:48 PM
There was a time for the mind to be active but for now he let his body move as instinct taught him for right now his mind was buzzing with fear and adrenaline. He couldn't trust it. Not right now. Even so, a nervousness ran through him, exacerbated by the fierce snarl of his opponent. The older man charged him then suddenly ducked to the side. Álarr was moving too rapidly to course correct and so the pair collided. The other man slammed into his right hind leg sending a shock of pain through the limb and signaling what would grow into serious bruising. His mind, for some strange reason, ran through a list of herbs he could use to treat the damage until the man's fangs brought him back to earth. This was a fight, he could worry about the after when it was really over.

Álarr's own bite had landed on the man's rump, lacerating flesh but failing to get a hold which was just as well. He wasn't certain that's what he wanted anyway. Instead he coiled his front limbs sharply, making sure to keep as many of his defenses in place including his tail tucked. He rotated his head in towards the man's hind leg, seeking for his upper fangs to rest on the front of the angle and his lower fangs on the back. His aim was two-fold. One he wanted to get a crushing grip on the man's ankle, seeking to break it and two, by rotating his head in such a way his horns would be right under the man's belly. If he tried to bring the limb in and was not mindful of the distance he could be impaled. Not that Álarr was terribly keen on getting guts all over his head again. The bear had been plenty.

Álarr vs Cloudburst for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked shoulder harness
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked helmet
Companion 1: Pallas Cat, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Raven, Female - Flying
Mutation - Offensive: Kudu horns (small)
Skills: Expert Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Anatomist