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Fang and Claw

Lurid



Alastor

"You're never fully dressed without a smile!"

Elysium
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Master Fighter (243)

Master Hunter (260)

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age
9 Years
gender
Male
gems
1473
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
553
player
Joe

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1KHalloween 2020 - Spooky Cave
11-22-2020, 03:11 PM


The coppery metallic taste of Lurid's blood tinged his tastebuds as she failed to fully avoid his counterattack. Wide tongue licked over his fangs, savoring the delicious flavor in his mouth while eyeing her like she were prey. The blood triggered the feral response in his brain, and suddenly Lurid had become prey for the dire brute. He could simply devour her right now! Lurid had avoided his takedown, an expected maneuver. Lurid knew his fighting style all-too-well, and getting her in one of his combination attacks would not be feasible, if at all possible. Time to change tactics one last time. The two wolves began circling one another again, Alastor's black eyes narrowed, pupils dilated from the rush of adrenaline and dopamine. This was what he lived for!

Lurid came for his hind leg, and Alastor pivoted to the side using the momentum of his circling motions, but his size did not allow for much agility in short sudden bursts. He was able to prevent her from wrapping her jaws around his leg, but still felt the sting of her knife-like fangs ripping across his skin and flesh, rending it enough to draw thin rivulets of blood to drip from the jet black fur. He hissed through gritted teeth, swerving to face Lurid head-on. It was time to bust out all the stops. If he wanted to win, it was time for honor to go out the window. In one move, Alastor dug his paw into the dark sand and threw a large cloud of the grainy earth towards Lurid in a smokescreen, then kicked forward like a missile, hurling himself at Lurid with paws wide to try and catch her around the chest in one last gambit. If he managed to grab her, he would attempt his takedown and try to hold her in a pin. If he missed, he knew he'd be exposed and vulnerable. This was his last shot.

"Speech" | Thoughts


Alastor vs Lurid for Spar
Round 3/3
Age: 1+ years
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Hunter
Specialty: N/A



Warning: Alastor is an explicitly mature character for violent and sexual content. Read his threads with caution.
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