ardent

Mud wrestling

Any Britorias pups ♡



Bramble

The Hallows
Envoy

Master Fighter (400)

Master Intellectual (420)

An icon representing the specialty Bulwark Bulwark

An icon representing the specialty Tactician Tactician

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

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Samhain 2022
08-21-2023, 09:01 AM (This post was last modified: 09-06-2023, 06:01 AM by Bramble. Edited 1 time in total.)

Honestly, Bramble could get along with anyone. It was embedded into her personality to be fun, loving, energetic, and exciting. There was not a single grumpy guss out there that she could possibly dislike. Even enemies of the Hallows she could see herself befriending. With that being said, she knew how important it was to be able to stand up for herself. Just because she wanted to be friends, didn't mean everyone else did. So she took all of her training with her father and siblings seriously. Even as Ember slid herself beneath her and between her paws, Bramble couldn't hide the eagerness in her expression.

Leaning down to nuzzle Ember between the ears as their father greeted everyone else, Bramble smiled. "Glad to see everyone here," she said warmly as she lifted her head right before Artorias moved into his opening speech. Listening intently, her eyes would widen as Artorias ran and slid in the mud. His demonstration was fantastic and her tail began to wag quickly. She hoped she could master such a move!

"Good luck!" Bramble nearly yipped with excitement as she waited for Ember to slide out from underneath her. Turning her attention to their father as he squared off in front of her, Bramble grinned from ear to ear. "Oh, get ready old man!" She spoke with a playful growl in her tone. Spreading her front paws so that they were slightly wider than her shoulders, she flattened her ears and allowed her hackles to rise. If her objective was to topple him over, she would need to give it everything she got!

In the next moment, as soon as the pups were clear of her path, Bramble shot forward. Her paws were slick in the mud as she moved not as quickly as she had hoped. Instead, she felt as if she couldn't keep her limbs beneath her. She had played in the mud before, but this stuff was almost like water! Stumbling the next few feet, Bramble completely missed Artorias and slid right past him on his left side. A startled yelp left her as she began to fall, but not before she stuck out a paw to try and grab onto her father's leg.

B R A M B L E


Bramble vs Artorias for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Sharpened & Elongated Canine Tooth Covers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Green leather cloak with a hood
Companion 1: Male Fisher, 45" - Battle
Companion 2: Female Common Raven, 48" - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Skills: Expert Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Bard

bramble's companions are to be assumed near her unless stated otherwise.




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