Friendship Forged By Fighting

The tall wolf slams into the tiger and reels. Luckily, Seere is already rushing back in to bite the paw that swings at him. She growls fiercely as she chomps down, only releasing her hold once the stranger has set his stance. Small paws quickly back her away and the tall wolf reaches in to grab the tiger by the back of the neck. He gets it! Seere launches back in, hitting the clawed paws away from the stranger as he subdues the feline. By the time they are finished, she is panting happily, tongue lolling out the side of her mouth as she sits down heavily.

Mismatched eyes look at the tall wolf and her tongue quickly wets her lips before she joyfully chirps, “Hey you’re really good! I’m Seere, the soon-to-be greatest warrior of the Ashen Empire!” Small chest puffs up in pride at those words and it is evident that the newly minted yearling is still prone to youthful flights of fancy. A bright smile is on her lips as she adds, “You’re a great fighter too! Want to be part of my secret warriors club? You’ll have to do the ceremony if you want to join.” Nodding sagely, the girl beams as she waits to hear if the tall male is going to join her very secret, very new, club.


"Seere Abraxas-Destruction"