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Rivin · 04-09-2023, 05:41 PM

As Rivin lay there, listening to the sounds of her packmates enjoying herself, the yearling gave a small grunt and looked away from it all. It was nice they were having a good time and all but… she flicked her tail back and forth. Another sense of that presence under her skin, shifting moving, like a snake wrapping around its prey. She squeezed her eyes closed. Maybe coming was a mistake. She could feel the tittering, the noise, the atmosphere… it seemed to get louder. And then… a voice broke through it all. Her green eyes open and she shifts her attention towards Calico Jack, the only yearling other than her litter mates she would consider herself close to. He was… a friend. Rivin frowned a little, yet she was already moving, shifting to a standing position. She supposed if Jack was inviting her over… the least she could do was try to mingle…

Others were trickling in too. Even a stranger. Rivin eyed him talking to her brother, resisting the urge to curl her lip back. She didn’t know who he was, but she did not like the vibes he gave her. But if Senn seemed to like him she supposed she’d better leave him alone… for now. Instead she moved to sit near Calico Jack, tipping her head to the others. “Hey…” She is quiet for now. Not timid, but how she speaks betrayed the busy and heavy state of her mind. She moves forward, sniffing at the drink before pulling back with a snort and ears falling flat against her skull. “Ugh… what is this? Piss?” The smell is… offensive to say the least. She eyes it skeptically. Catching sight of Diablo out of the corner of her eye Rivin glances over at him.

Well, whatever it was, Diablo was hitting it hard and fast. She decided to eat some, heading to the buffet and tearing into some of the meat before gulping it down. Hm, seems Calico Jack had the right idea. A bit more food and she decides that she’ll try the stuff everyone in drinking. A swig. It burns her throat, and yet, even as she sputters, Rivin drinks more. The mild pain it brings is kind of nice. She can feel it trickle down her throat, liquid fire, warmth heading with it. She sets the bottle down only once she needs to breath, panting, feeling the world start to slow. And yet, it seems the noise isn’t over. Diablo is shouting, challenging them.

Jack goes for it, followed by the boy he’d been sitting with. Rivin doesn’t speak, following suit. She rushes headlong after the calico and rainbow touched boys, a grin on her lips at last. Whereas Scald intends to leap and land on the other two, Rivin hopes to bowl into the back of Jack and knock him and Diablo into one another. A bit of sabotage and ensuring all of the boys ended up in a pile sounded like a good time.

"Talk," 'Think.'

Rivin vs Scald vs Diablo vs Calico Jack vs ? for Melee
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 Year (Spring Yearling)
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Serrated Dagger
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather leg wraps
Companion 1: Wolverine, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Bobcat, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Deer Antlers - Offensive
Skills: Beginner Healer & Intermediate Fighter

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