Anew [Mortis]

*Mortis* · 04-08-2020, 10:39 PM

Mortis Fatalis

Mort looked up at the warrior expectantly, and squeaked in surprise when he was booped on the snout with the stick. He rubbed at his nose, almost losing his own stick in the process, and looked up at Dove. Lucky for Dove, he was accustomed to cryptic challenges, and assuming that Dove was a warrior, and fighting was the general direction of his father's challenges, he could assume there was only one response Dove was looking for…

Holding his stick tightly in his mouth, assuming this stick was for a reason, a new type of challenge, the young boy flared his wings, trying to look big and imposing, before leaping forward. Almost tripping over the stick in the process and braining himself. He managed not to do either, and dragged it up into the air with some effort ”Heeeeyha!” he cried through his clenched teeth, as he aimed to knock the stick against the other wolfs chest. He decided on slightly lower targets the the snout or head, since the man had the advantage of being taller then he was.

"Speech"

Mortis Fatalis vs (opponent) for (fight type)
Round 1/3
Age: Under one year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Major Mutation 1: Wings Offensive
Mutation 2: Saber fangs - Offensive
Mutation 3: Feline claws - Offensive

Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Hunter
Specialty: N/A

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