Come at me, bro

Tyrfing · (This post was last modified: 11-15-2020, 10:29 PM by Tyrfing.)

Tyrfing had found a new confidence upon his success with slaughtering the mouse and shot out from the den in the early morning for adventure number three. Already an exceptionally skilled hunter if he did say so himself, Fin decided he needed to improve himself in the way of combat. Fireside boasted some pretty decent fighters or so he’d heard, and now he’d give them all the chance to prove themselves. One day when he was a superstar expert, they could point over at him and whisper ‘hey, I beat that guy once-upon-a-time.” Although the chance for the boast was small in Fin’s opinion, as the lion-hearted pup decided he’d never ever lose a single battle anyways.

He popped up onto a piece of discarded machinery so he could get the height he needed to project his voice. It was a hell of an effort, and by the time he scurried up to the top he was huffing and puffing already with exertion. This was something he needed to climb more often, it seemed. Working his body into perfection would take time, however, and time was something he didn’t have while he was still under curfew.

Atop the machine he tipped back his head and barked loudly, his forepaws lifting up each time he sounded off. To any nearby Fireside members, the call said “I’ve been unleashed! Fight me, If you dare!”

"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."

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Come at me, bro

Open spar?

Tyrfing