Once more for luck
Seasonal - Magnus
Azure
Master Fighter (935)
Master Hunter (555)
Saboteur
Bloodletter
age
6 Years
6 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
1991
1991
player
RelevantKoala
RelevantKoala
06-30-2020, 07:13 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-30-2020, 07:16 PM by Azure.)
Azure's body shuddered with the cold as he waited and as hard as he tried he could not stave off the chill with mere willpower. His weight shifted from one overly-wide paw to the other, the leg that was not being used for balance at that moment lifting to pull off the snow for a moment before being put back down and shifting once more. Damnit it was cold, he should have stayed at home in the tropical beach shore and fought the idiots there instead. It was his fault for looking for a fight so far from the Armada territory, he just wanted a stranger someone who he didn't need to look at every day and be reminded of the loss he was sure was to come. The crunch of snow alerted him to an approaching wolf and Azure focused as hard as he could to force his body to be still. He had to look formidable an opponent, ready and waiting for whatever was to come. If he looked too weak and useless the stranger might go find a fight with someone else, and Azure would be stuck in this blizzard even longer. He saw the colors of the man's coat first and from first glance did not recognize Magnus. Tones of grey, black, and white were common enough in Boreas even more in the Klein Empire. It wasn't until the man's voice crossed over to him was the young prince hit with recognition. This asshole? Again?? The taunt sent Az's fur on end, his tail posturing aggressively behind him. "Yeah, I'll need him to carry you home when I'm done with you." He retorted. "I don't want your blood staining my fur." Somehow it was very freeing to know that they were away from the territory, in a place known for it's spars and dominance matches and where trash-talk wasn't uncommon. While it still worried the boy what his father would say if he knew the way he was speaking to the warlord's wolves, he felt more comfortable doing it in Boreas' battlefield. He didn't allow his words to linger in the air long before throwing himself forward towards Magnus. While perhaps he should have asked permission to ensure the fight was consensual, Magnus had shown up to his call and in Az's eyes that was enough notice. The direwolf boy lifted his heavy front end and aimed to bring it crashing down upon his opponent. His heavily muscled forelegs were brought forward to hopefully wrap around the man's neck, his curved bear claws aiming to sink into flesh. For now he did not attempt a bite, he merely pulled back his lips and displayed his saber fangs in a threatening snarl. WORD COUNT: 1095/1500 Azure Keres Fatalis vs MAGNUS for SPAR Round 1/? Age: Under one year Size: Dire wolf Build: Medium Defensive Battle Accessory: Condor body armor Companion 1: Large flying fox, Male - Battle Companion 2: Clouded leopard, Female - Battle Mutation 1: Saber fangs - Offensive Mutation 2: Bear paws - Offensive Mutation 3: Bone spurs - Offensive Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter Specialty: Bloodletter
"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.
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.