You Better Fight Fair

Voices fill the air as the fighters take up their position in the open field and the spectators look on with eager anticipation. Fern looks over to where Rudyard waits in the crowd and she gives him a wink before turning her attention back to the gathered wolves. When Avacyn hops up onto a raised piece of slate, Fern turns her gaze up to give the wolf her full attention as the chatter begins to die down. Enthusiasm for the upcoming fight can be felt like in the air as the rules are laid out and teams are created.

Fern moves to spot on the right designated for team two and gives her teammates an encouraging smile as they gather. Softly, so as not to let the other team in on their plan, she says, “Since this is a melee, I suggest that three of us pick which opponent they want to attack and two can hang back to rotate in and out with wolves that need help. I can stay back if others want to take the frontline.” Fern doesn’t have a score to settle with anyone so she is content to lend a helping paw when needed. Soft cerulean eyes sweep over her teammates as she waits to hear their thoughts and strategies.


"Fern Lark"