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Álarr

Avalon
Beta

Master Fighter (330)

Master Healer (246)

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An icon representing the specialty Anatomist Anatomist

age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
823
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
542
player
lunarcat7

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Promptober 2019
01-07-2021, 07:15 PM
Hela's called dibs on Álarr


Álarr followed along after the others, he could feel excitement starting to mix with his nerves. It felt like ages since he'd last been in a raid even though in reality it had been around a year or so. He hoped he wasn't to out of practice. Brynhildr took to the skies and Afi sauntered along next to him as they arrived at the border. His brother soon called out the challenge and moments later clashes were breaking out all around him. Álarr set his defenses and kept alert as he scanned the area. In particular he kept his ears peeled, knowing that Brynhildr's keen eyes would alert him to any attackers. There was a good chance an opponent would attack him before he could get a chance to initiate. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Pesto attacking a wolf that looked similar to herself. He couldn't help but wonder how many of these wolves were former family.