SEVEN NATION ARMY

*Syrinx* · 11-04-2013, 05:10 AM

Their first foe was down and fairly given to Chrysanthe--he had no means to own her. A smirk crossed inky lips and eyes quickly scanned the scene. Where had Gael gone? His fur rose on end and he grew slightly more agitated. The boy was supposed to still be fighting. Syrinx had chosen him as heir to get his sister back--not to run. Anger frothed in his head and he immediately released a massive snarl. He would take her back. Defenses lowered into place; his eyes narrowed and his ears rocked back against his head. Simultaneously, his weight balanced in between each limb and Syrinx allowed his tail to act as a rudder. Chin was slightly tucked and shoulders were rolled while his neck was slightly curled back to encumber his neck in fur, flesh, and fat. Spine in alignment and knees bent slightly the boy waited for his challenge to be answered.

Syrinx vs. ??? for AZALEA

round zero

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