Gonna draw your last breaths, at the end of our Mek’Leths
ARMADA RAID
Rivin
Expert Healer (170)
Master Fighter (260)
age
3 Years
3 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
0
0
player
Beau-tifullyWritten
Beau-tifullyWritten
08-15-2023, 03:38 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-15-2023, 04:43 PM by Rivin. Edited 1 time in total.)
Rivin had been spending more time fighting with her head, attempting to channel that feeling of wanting to lash out into something productive. Self reflection, training, wondering what flowers or herbs Jack might like… the latter left her feeling a bit weird. She hadn't spent as much time with the other yearlings as she would have liked but spending time with Jack was different. She wanted to spend time with him, wanted to drink and laugh and do everything and nothing with him at the same time. Kind of like when Saga was here, but different still. Rivin didn't understand it, the happiness she felt when she was around him. Everything dropped to a hum, rather than the screeching it normally was. He made her feel normal, even when she knew she wasn't.
She had been lurking at one of her makeshift herb gardens in thought when the calls went up. Ears would fling back and the fur on her body bristled. They had barely moved out here… and someone dare raid them? Part of her found it amusing, given the raids their pack under Sparrow had, but now tables had turned. Rivin turned from the patch and howled for her companions. No way she'd miss this.
She left for the raid on a run, soon accompanied by both companions at her heels. She didn't pause to think, to see what fights were already going on. Head lowered as she saw one not fighting; a male with horns. She was angling her chin forward as she intended to close the distance between them at the same level of momentum she entered the area in. She was coming at an off angle, roughly a 45 degree angle with her topmost tine on her left antler aiming for the top of the male's left shoulder and the right toward his neck. Dance…!
Rivin vs Grimoire for Raid
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 Year
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 & Advanced Fighter
She had been lurking at one of her makeshift herb gardens in thought when the calls went up. Ears would fling back and the fur on her body bristled. They had barely moved out here… and someone dare raid them? Part of her found it amusing, given the raids their pack under Sparrow had, but now tables had turned. Rivin turned from the patch and howled for her companions. No way she'd miss this.
She left for the raid on a run, soon accompanied by both companions at her heels. She didn't pause to think, to see what fights were already going on. Head lowered as she saw one not fighting; a male with horns. She was angling her chin forward as she intended to close the distance between them at the same level of momentum she entered the area in. She was coming at an off angle, roughly a 45 degree angle with her topmost tine on her left antler aiming for the top of the male's left shoulder and the right toward his neck. Dance…!
Rivin vs Grimoire for Raid
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 Year
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 & Advanced Fighter
Rivin has two companions - a bobcat and a wolverine. Unless otherwise mentioned IC, assume that they are close by.