North vs South [Tournament]

Eventually the Mendacium prince's opponent made his way into the ring: a large dire wolf similar in build to himself, though looking just a bit older than he was. The other wolf sported a rack of antlers atop his head, but other than that, he had no immediate mutations Saracyn saw that he needed to be aware of. The other brute kissed a fox—no, wait, that was a wolf?—that he assumed was his opponent's woman, then entered the arena. "About time," he muttered with a snarky grin, rolling his neck with a pop and loosening himself up. Flashing rows of his wicked sharp serrated teeth to his opponent in a macabre grin, Saracyn shifted his weight into his fighting stance, waiting until the other brute gave him a nod before kicking off their fight.

Without wasting a moment, Saracyn rushed forward, charging his enemy to close the distance between them in a matter of seconds. He snarled and bared his fangs while he rushed his foe, bracing his paws against the ground to rocket off into a leap at the last moment. White-dipped forepaws aimed out with the intent to grapple the other wolf around his neck and chest, Saracyn's vicious teeth aimed to try and land a bite around where his foe's neck and shoulder met. Whether he got a grapple or drew blood didn't matter to him, and with his teeth, a bit of bloodshed was almost a guarantee.

Saracyn vs Ezra for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: 1+ years
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Mutation 1: Serrated Teeth - Offensive
Skills: Expert Fighter & Expert Hunter

"Saracyn Mendacium"