Growl growl

Avacyn returned her brother’s grin as he accepted her offer eagerly. As much as she wasn’t the most eager fighter between the two of them, his excitement was contagious and she was just happy to do something with him that they both could enjoy together. She motioned him forward, following the scent of their target through the mountain path until they finally reached a small cave.

The grizzly bear’s scent was incredibly strong here and she knew this had to be its den. She crept forward, peeking into the den. A large mass of brown fur was curled up inside and she glanced back at Saracyn, giving him a smirk and a little nod of her head toward the cave, lifting a brow with a silent question over whether he’d like to kick off the fight.

"Avacyn Mendacium"