frankly, my dear, i don't give a damn

Time waited for no one. Not even a young wolf like herself. She still had eons to go ahead of her, it seemed, but at least Armada had her back. Wren entered the Battlefield - aptly named - in search of an opponent. A friendly spar is what she needed and required. If she was to be an alpha, a leader, one day... She needed more experience. Much more than her hunting skills. She glanced around, spotting a figure in the near distance. Standing, she waited for them to come at her. Talk was cheap at times, but she could get behind it. If they wanted to set terms, she'd listen. Her ankles were covered with the bracers, and her peregrine falcon flew in the skies above her. She wasn't completely naked. She would fight and make herself proud. Nobody else. "she speaks"

Wren vs (opponent) for SPAR
Round 0/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather Bracers
Companion 1: Peregrine falcon, Female - Battle
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Bloodletter