ardent

arf, arf, arf! goes the sea lion

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Bramble

The Hallows
Envoy

Master Fighter (400)

Master Intellectual (420)

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age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
88
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
247
player
Bunni

1KFestival OrganizerDouble MasterCritical Dodge!Ooh La LaStudent
Samhain 2022
06-27-2023, 06:45 AM



Feeling her head swell with dizziness from being flung around, she knew she had to stabilize herself soon. Her own mouth filled with blood as her canines dug in to the thick rubbery flubber of the sea lion’s flipper. The coppery flavor combined with the salty and fatty flavor of their opponent was definitely not the most appetizing. She would rather get this over with and have fun with the rest of her day. Or maybe a nap because this was tiring!

Thankfully, to the efforts of the stranger, the sea lion was beginning to slow. It slowed enough that she could gain purchase on the sand beneath her. Now able to dig her paws into the packed sand, she leaned back so that the flipper was pulled away from the sea lion’s body. She could tell her jaw was getting tired, but so was their opponent. It’s efforts were slowing and she was able to dig her teeth in more until she was able to fully keep the flipper away. Taking a moment to look over at the man, she hoped he could see the pleading look in her eyes. If he could at least knock the sea lion out or something so that they could be finished, she would be so grateful of him!

Bramble Carpathius


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