ardent

Come at me, bro

Open spar?



Dagrún

Loner

Master Fighter (295)

Master Intellectual (260)

An icon representing the specialty Tactician Tactician

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
953
size
Large
build
Balanced
posts
262
player
lunarcat7

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11-18-2020, 06:26 PM (This post was last modified: 11-18-2020, 06:38 PM by Dagrún.)

Dagrún yawned and stretched out her front legs, claws peeking out from their sheathes long enough to tickle the ground before disappearing back into feline-like paws. She'd been napping under the tractor towards the front. There was a den below the tractor but she didn't feel like seeing if someone was home after struggling to sleep the night before. The nap had done her good. She was feeling better, ready to go exploring and finding some new things when she heard movement. There was scraping and the sound of claws on the thing above her. She poked her head out from behind a deflated tire and looked up to see her brother climbing up. Moments later he made his declaration and she bounded out from her spot. "I dare! I dare! Come down here and get me!" She grinned and scrambled back before whirling around to face him, front legs extended in a play bow.