ardent

Coming down



Bronze

Armada
Warrior

Master Fighter (270)

Intermediate Hunter (30)

An icon representing the specialty Bulwark Bulwark

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
955
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
171
player
Nyx

OverachieverSamhain 2022The Ooze ParticipantDream WeaverSnake Eyes
10-17-2021, 01:55 PM

Bronze wasn't sure if his ego or his face was more bruised at this point. Maybe he'd been slacking a bit on his training, or maybe this stranger had just caught him completely off-guard; he wasn't sure what had gone wrong, and though he was frustrated with his inability to hold his own against this stranger, it only made him want to train even more to grow stronger and more capable. He watched the stranger carefully, his tail flicking in faint annoyance. The other male's words did little too soothe his rapidly souring mood. She'd make a good slave? He wasn't so sure about all of that, and he was content to push those thoughts out of his mind. "Ain't much food here, not this time of year. I'd try elsewhere," he commented dryly. Admittedly her comment did please him - he agreed that she wasn't a match, even if he wouldn't say as much out loud. "Might not be best to stick around here longer," he warned her. Though he didn't particularly feel like staying around to chat, he didn't like the thought of her falling prey to someone who had no qualms with startling children. With that he gave his head a slow shake, unable to ignore the pain that was growing there, and then turned to leave.

-Bronze attempting to exit-