Nothing like a raid to get your blood flowing

Albion knew that his family was scattered and littered all over Boreas and Auster, so he shouldn’t have been surprised to see Strix racing towards him. He couldn’t remember the last time he saw his little brothers. He was just old enough that his interests hadn’t ever aligned with the younger Kleins. Still, seeing the familiar face was a comfort after he had won against the small Fatalis spitfire. He watched as Aslatiel was helped up and guided away by the maned man before his attention was fully returned to the battle.

Strix was much smaller, but Albion’s agility was nothing to scoff at. The tall young man was a decent mix of power and speed. He had enough of a bead on Strix that the man’s dangerous attack wasn’t a surprise. He braced himself as he usually did, tucking his chin and bending his joints as he offered his shoulder for Strix to collide with instead of his throat.

Before the other male could recover Albion aimed to swipe his sharp claws across his brother’s chest and shoulders, not having any desire to cause his little brother too much injury. He was family and this was practice anyway.
"Albion Klein"