Cry Havoc

Iroh heard the call for defenders of a raid and quickly got to his paws. Sarabi materialized at his side with a gift that looked much too heavy for her to have brought on her own. ”Use this.” She commanded and Iroh gave a nod. Not only did she bestow upon him his very first teapot, but he could use it in the coming battle. The young Abraxas man took up his new weapon and his huge paws carried him to the borders. Blue and lavender eyes fell on the opposing force and he wondered for a moment if they would be outnumbered. All the same he was confident in their ability to drive out the offenders.

With his hackles raised and a deep growl sounding in his chest Iroh raced forward without hesitation. He went for the first opponent he saw, while not the biggest she seemed to be one of the more mature members. For a moment he was reminded of Banshee. This was the scent of her pack, but where was she? Worry struck his heart but he couldn’t focus on her, he had to be in the moment.

He focused on the woman he’d chosen, he was quite a bit bigger than she was, and now that he’d reached a full two years Iroh was a mountain of a wolf. The young man aimed to slam his hefty shoulder into the side of her so their bodies formed a T. He wanted to bowl her over, giving himself an opening to attack again.

Iroh Abraxas vs Tamsyn for Dominance
Round 1 of 2?
Age: 1+
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Iron battle teapot
Companion 1: Mandrill, Female - Battle
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual
Specialty: N/A