ardent

I spit In your general direction!



Hanzō

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Master Hunter (240)

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age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
1235
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
1,280
player
Ali

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12-26-2020, 03:42 PM

Hattori stared at the llama with a cold and loathing gaze. He'd never been so openly insulted and he would not let it stand. To make matters worse another wolf made her way onto the scene, her words suggesting that she'd seen everything, but she didn't laugh or mock him, instead she offered a helping paw. One Hattori had no reason to decline. With a rumble he stepped forward and as quick as it had spat at him the llama turned tail and ran, likely spooked by the appearance of a second predator.

"Yes." Was all Harttori said as he kicked off into a sprint, in hot pursuit of the llama.

His sides heaved with each panting breath as he pushed his body forward, his paws squelching against the waterlogged ground as he dashed along, keeping pace but not overtaking the llama. He wouldn't be able to run at this speed for long and there was a chance he'd slip and fall if he wasn't careful but the same could be said for his prey. If he pushed it from the wrong angle and it took too sharp of a turn he was pretty sure they could bring this beast down together.

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