SEVEN NATION ARMY

*Sendoa* · (This post was last modified: 10-21-2013, 04:24 PM by Sendoa.)

Onward they would march, their Sentinel at the lead. With every ounce of her effort she would seek to preserve her energy as they neared the battlefield. Glaciem at her heels, all hell was surely about to break loose, but on whom? Their victims were nowhere to be found - at least not anywhere she could see them. A corpse lay at Isardis' feet and she knew it had begun. Patiently she slowed her pace to a halt, bringing her defenses into line and fine-tuning every inch of her bodice to prepare for war. Ears tucked back against her skull to the point that they were barely visible, whilst her tail flagged out in dominance and for balance. All four paws spread her weight out evenly as her legs bent slightly to lower her center of gravity. Head lowered to a plane parallel with her spine and tucked down and back toward her chest. Lips curled in a silent snarl.. and she waited.

Sendoa v ???
for siege
1 / ∞

?speak,?

ooc; edited to add in 1 / ∞ instead of 0 / ∞

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