Teeth and Claws

The Warlord was so startled by the wolf that appeared, that for a fleeting moment even the constant reminder of Zee’s loss vanished from him. All he could do was stare as she struggled to catch her breath. He leaned forward, taking in a deep breath. Letting the scent of her wrap around his memories. There was no mistaking it, this was Banshee. And… the scent of her told him she had been living in Ashen. For how long?

“Banshee Fatalis” he said, tasting the words slowly as he pulled himself from his surprise. “We searched for you. I thought…” He grimaced, pain flashing across his face. One wolf returned from the dead, and another gone forever.

Fight me

He gave a sharp nod. “If I win, you will tell me everything.” He said, setting the bounds of their spar. He waited a moment for her agreement, then rolled into a familiar fighting stance. Spreading his weight, tucking his claws into the earth. Centering himself as he gave her a moment to do the same. When she was ready, he charged. Closing the distance between them as he aimed to slam his right shoulder into hers. Bring them into close quarters, where his larger size would be of the most use.

Sirius vs Banshee for Spar
Round 1/?
Age: Over one
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Front leg bracers with knife
Defensive Battle Accessory: Back leg bracers
Companion 1: Black Vulture, Male - Battle - Boosted
Companion 2: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle - Boosted
*Companion 3: Spectacled bear, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Fangs - Offensive
Mutation 3: Thicker fur - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Bloodletter

"Sirius Fatalis"