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Azure
Master Fighter (935)
Master Hunter (555)
Saboteur
Bloodletter
age
6 Years
6 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
1991
1991
player
RelevantKoala
RelevantKoala
07-03-2020, 06:03 PM
No matter how hard he pushed, the girl's mood never seemed to tip towards aggression. Az was so used to push-back, to wolves who would stand up to him and defend themselves or their actions. This yearling merely asked his forgiveness and explained herself along with it, she was acting the same way he wished the wolves of his pack would act but without knowing that he was the heir. Another thought crossed his mind, and he began to wonder what the difference truly was. This yearling seemed well-bred and pleasant with a clean kept coat decorated in bright colors. She did not scream 'ruffian' or 'rogue' or really any different from the Armada's warriors physically. Was it because the Armada wolves knew his title that they intentionally disrespected it? "My name is Azure Fatalis." He introduced himself with a subtle dip of the head, a polite acknowledgement rather then a gesture of respect or submission. "I'm the heir to the Ashen Armada throne, if you were to cross that river you would find yourself in my territory." The prince gestured halfheartedly with a paw towards the mentioned body of water and the plains beyond it. This was the point where wolves began to fight back; whether it was the instinct within them to push against authority or something else, Azure waited quietly with his gaze upon her to see the result of his experiment.
"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.