ardent

Messing with the wrong one

Aurorian



Aurorion

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
102
size
Dire wolf
build
Medium
posts
15
player
Creed
04-04-2021, 03:20 PM


The colorful man found himself wandering further and further in search of entertainment, but yet none were to be found. He'd half expected to have run in to someone by now, but for whatever reason he'd come across very few individuals. He imagined the cold had something to do with it, but maybe he wasn't looking in the right places either. Like for instance right now. He pondered the thought of someone being on this bitterly cold cove and he began to question if his thought pattern had been in the right place. To him, it looked like a perfect snow covered tropical paradise just waiting to be explored. Maybe, to another, it just looked like yet one more extremely cold place that they wanted to avoid at all costs. Eh, too late now. Even if he didn't find someone he was going to try to enjoy himself regardless.

He'd just started to get a really good look at the black sand hiding underneath the snow when the sound of a polar bear caught his attention. His massive head cocked to the side as he tried to figure that one out. Since when did they travel so far south? Maybe they were trying to escape the bitter cold too. Deciding to check it out like an insane wolf, he padded closer to the sound and to his surprise he found a dame fighting the beast.

A beautiful purple dame.

She stood nearly as tall as he with a dark and beautiful pelt that was colorful and yet mystical in its own way. He admired her beauty and tenacity as she raked her horns against the polar bear before he came to his senses. He didn't suppose it would earn him favors if he just stood there and gawked at her while she took on a polar bear. He rolled his shoulders to loosen his muscles before charging forward in a full out run. He probably shouldn't have felt as excited as he was, but a giddy grin still found its way to his muzzle. Once he was close enough to the fight he launched himself at the beast's back and landed his front paws squarely on its shoulders. Balancing like some kind of awkward cat, he buried his teeth in the bear's neck to both cause damage and hold on for dear life as it roared angrily trying to shove him off. His hind paws tried to find whatever purchase they could as he tore into the fatty neck. Well, he supposed this was enough of a distraction at least so the gorgeous lady could land another hit in uninterrupted.

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