my head is in my own hell

Sirius · 02-01-2021, 10:28 PM

He let the smaller wolf land a bite, let him come in close to the Warlords range. He was a close-combat fighter, and he rocked backwards, placing his weight on his back legs, and grabbed the other wolf in a bear-hug. Throwing his weight forward, as he sought to knock his enemy off his feet. His end goal was to end up over the other wolf, and pin him helplessly to the ground. His thick coat offered more protection than most, and Enno’s teeth scraped mostly against thick fur, before lightly hitting skin.

Marshal continued to circle the sky above them, like a buzzard waiting for its prey to fall. Occasionally, he would cry out, giving Sirius information from his greater vantage point. His bear continued to hover over Acciona, offering her protection and quiet comfort.

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