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Shuriken

Loner

Expert Fighter (230)

Master Hunter (245)

An icon representing the specialty Bloodletter Bloodletter

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
1148
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
206
player
KatG6
03-26-2021, 05:28 AM
Shuriken wasn’t really sure where her talents truly lie, she was always running after her siblings and copying whatever they were doing. She did get Oki pretty good the other day when they were wrestling, but she was sure that had been a fluke. She wanted to prove herself now to her uncle Plague, she was eager to learn. What Plague didn’t know was that both of he parents had been taught their first few lessons at a similar age. Hattori’s father pushed him before he could barely walk and Venom had Sirius to sneak her away to teach her. To Ike’s pleasure and surprise though, Plague did relent to her and the tiny princess brightened considerably.

Her bright dual toned eyes looked back up to her uncle in wonder as a smile overwhelmed her features. Ike crossed her heart with her eagle like talon as she sat up and promised silently. The tiny child tilted her head curiously as he mentioned a much smaller opponent. Uncle Plague moved to the entrance and called out into the territory. Bright vibrant eyes widened in wonder as she waited for their guest. Ike scrambled to help Plague create space for a spar, her own little claws clicking against the stone floor as they repositioned everything.

Before she knew it though, there was a stranger at the door. Ike’s dainty features looked up to see the fluffy cat as Plague explained who she was. A companion, much like the akitas were to her parents and Baba. ”Procella,” She greeted bashfully with a nod of her head, her dual toned eyes unable to leave the thick pelted cat. This was it, Plague was going to give her a lesson, she wasn’t even disappointed she wasn’t going to go up against her uncle. That would come one day, but for now the snow leopard would be enough of an opponent.

”Yes Uncle Plague!” She told him eagerly as she instinctively bent her limbs and centered her weight as she awaited the cat to spring at her. Ike knew how clumsy she was on her paws, but she would do whatever she could against the similarly aged cat.