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Mortis

Armada
Lieutenant

Master Fighter (245)

Master Hunter (240)

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age
6 Years
gender
Male
gems
98
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
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1,133

The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1Critical Hit!Valentines 2020
05-09-2020, 03:55 PM (This post was last modified: 05-09-2020, 03:56 PM by Mortis.)


Mortis knew their father had stepped out of the territory for a short moment to get in some hunting. When the call for Armada wolves went up, Mortis just knew he was going to be spitting mad to miss the excitement.

Thinking, with terrible vanity, that he was filling in for the place of this father, the pup bounded towards the call. He would find his friend Natha at the scene, and knew she wouldn’t chase him away from a fight. They had fought a bear together, after all.

He came to a skittering stop besides Natha, breathing hard from coming in so fast. “What’s happening? he gasped, even as his own eyes found the dogs. He snarled, raising his wings to look big and threatning.

"Speech"