ardent

harder then it looks.

Mags



Azure

"Break what can be broken"

Loner

Master Fighter (935)

Master Hunter (555)

An icon representing the specialty Saboteur Saboteur

An icon representing the specialty Bloodletter Bloodletter

age
6 Years
gender
Male
gems
1991
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
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1,056

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06-29-2020, 03:13 PM


At the sound of paws behind him Azure squirmed further, desperate to unhinge himself before he was caught in such an embarrassing predicament. He wiggled and wriggled and snarled his frustration to the bark, eventually tiring and hanging his head once more as the wolf arrived. His tattered ears pulled back as Magnus' words found him, eyes lidded in a glare still directed towards the stupid tree. "Yeah, well, it's not as easy as it looks." The prince muttered. There was absolutely no way he was asking for help from this guy, if it was his father or Mortis or anyone else maybe it'd be different. He took in a deep breath, scrambling his hind legs up against the tree to steady himself before working to unhook one paw at a time. Eventually he dislodged himself, falling to the dirt at the base of the tree with a thump.

The heir's chest rose and fell with exhaustion, though he only allowed himself a moment on the ground to catch his breath before he stood to turn and face the man. He had to regain some dignity, his wounded ego wouldn't allow him to simply walk away now. "Thanks for helping." Azure spat sarcastically, lifting one brow towards the man. "I'm Azure Fatalis. Prince, heir, whatever you'd like to call it." Giving his name and title was not a polite act, it was to shove in the man's face who it was that he let dangle. To hopefully draw out some sort of apology or other form of grovelling. "And you are?"

"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."



Both of Azure's ears have notches and tears.
Az has a scar across his right eye, a mirror image of his natural born marking.
Azure has saber fangs, bone spurs on his elbows and knees, and the paws/forelimbs of a bear.
Not all of these features are always reflected in his art.

Azure's companions are a very big bat and a young clouded leopard, unless otherwise stated assume they're not with him.