Into the night

“Excitement for the pups?” He teased lightly as Artorias spoke of his own sleeplessness. At least it hadn’t been Mercury’s doing that the man was up and wandering the cold fields outside the castle. He had heard by now of the litter the Aegis was expecting. His Wife wasn’t too far off now, and still Artorias had travelled to the other end of Boreas with him. It said much about the man Merc had chosen to follow.

As Art mentioned his lack of armaments, Merc raised one of his own forepaws. Displaying the bracer he wore there, and nothing else. “Here I thought you were always armed with your wits” he said, placing his paw back on the ground.

His opponent put some space between them to give opening room for a spar, and Mercury considered him for a moment, before an impish grin spread. Almost out of place on an expression often etched with sorrow. He was clearly being given the opening move, and despite the mention of holding punches inspiration struck, and tried something a little different. He jumped forward, landing heavily in the snow as he spun a paw across the surface, spraying a fine mist up into the air towards Art’s face. Giving himself a moment of cover as he smashed his paws together, creating a weapon of mass destruction, and lobbing it at Art’s hopefully distracted face. He leaned back to give himself room to work and watched to see if the snowball hit.

Mercury vs Artorias for 'snow' Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Creepy Contact Lenses
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather bracers
Companion 1: Cormorant, Female - Flying
Companion 2: Silver Fox, Male - Battle - Boosted
*Companion 3: Silver Fox, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Thicker fur - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Bard or Weaponsmaster

"Speech"