Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Try To Keep Your Thumb Straight! [Ghoul]

*Ghoul* · 01-17-2022, 09:27 AM

Cooled ruby tones searched across the Battlefield for an opponent. Unlike how he felt toward wild animals, who were much more victims in his mind, other wolves were simply practice dummies to help hone his skills. Having gotten a taste of blood upon his liver-colored tongue, the burly splotched boy couldn't resist getting more. Prowling across packed dirt, now stained deep mahogany, the crunch of his paws felt loud compared to the silence of his surroundings. Stealth would not do in a place like this; devoid of shrubbery and trees, there was nowhere to hide. Not that he needed it, but sometimes the comfort of the shadows helped alleviate the tension spread across his shoulders.

Feeling his muscles begin to tense beneath his skin, his ears flicked forward as the sound of a young but willing call. Pausing, Ghoul lifted his head until he could spy the dark-toned girl nearby. Taking that as an invitation to approach, he let his legs, thicker now after training and growth, bring him closer to her. She easily wreaked of other wolves and wondered silently to himself if she was alone. Still on the smaller size, she was younger than him and that was a first. Tilting his head gently, he glanced around as he stopped a few feet away from her. As his tail dropped between his ankles, he noticed a larger wolf not far off and presumed it might be the one keeping an eye on her.

Turning his attention back to the girl before him, he let a stony expression slide over his face. "I'll accept your challenge," Ghoul responds with an ever-deepening rumbling one. Age would only do him good as time passed. Straightening his body out so that he faced her more head-on, he let his chin dip slightly. "Ladies first," he speaks as his ears begin to flatten and muscles bunch with anticipation.

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