Anew [Mortis]
04-08-2020, 11:36 PM
D O V E W H I T E
The youngster met the challenge that Dove gave -- though, not necessarily as he meant it. Dove blinked as the child's stick thumped his check and wondered if maybe, he should have picked a different way to endear the boy. Knowing what he knew of his father, no matter how little, Dove decided that, yes, that would have been a better choice.
The boy's wings reared above his head, and Dove noted with some amusement that he'd probably be as big as his father when he outgrew what Dove called the puppy fuglies. The wings would give him a massive silhouette, eventually, and he would be a sight to behold. For now, though, he was a gangly pup with kind and grandiose notions, if the way he'd fallen upon the branch when it was connected was anything to go by. To the boy, though, Dove gave him a slight grin and popped to his full height, diving to the side to aim a hit at one of his forelegs. The sea at his back and the wind in the tree was a relaxing backdrop as he settled comfortably into what he thought was play, but the boy thought was (unbeknownst to Dove) training.
Dove White vs Mortis Fatalis for Fun (Dove believes)
Round 1/3
Age: Over 1yr
Size: Extra Large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Accessory: N/A
Defensive Accessory: N/A
Companion 1: N/A
Companion 2: N/A
Mutation: N/A
Disability: N/A
Fight Skill Level: Beginner
Specialty: N/A
He walks. "He speaks." He thinks.
The youngster met the challenge that Dove gave -- though, not necessarily as he meant it. Dove blinked as the child's stick thumped his check and wondered if maybe, he should have picked a different way to endear the boy. Knowing what he knew of his father, no matter how little, Dove decided that, yes, that would have been a better choice.
The boy's wings reared above his head, and Dove noted with some amusement that he'd probably be as big as his father when he outgrew what Dove called the puppy fuglies. The wings would give him a massive silhouette, eventually, and he would be a sight to behold. For now, though, he was a gangly pup with kind and grandiose notions, if the way he'd fallen upon the branch when it was connected was anything to go by. To the boy, though, Dove gave him a slight grin and popped to his full height, diving to the side to aim a hit at one of his forelegs. The sea at his back and the wind in the tree was a relaxing backdrop as he settled comfortably into what he thought was play, but the boy thought was (unbeknownst to Dove) training.
Dove White vs Mortis Fatalis for Fun (Dove believes)
Round 1/3
Age: Over 1yr
Size: Extra Large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Accessory: N/A
Defensive Accessory: N/A
Companion 1: N/A
Companion 2: N/A
Mutation: N/A
Disability: N/A
Fight Skill Level: Beginner
Specialty: N/A
He walks. "He speaks." He thinks.
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