call the sanguine saints

Azure watched with a predator's focus as Jael's hackles rose, her attempt to appear more formidable than her size would allow. He observed her tension, the way she seemed ready to spring into action, noting the way her eyes flicked westward - towards the islands - a glimmer of something like hope or longing flashing briefly in her gaze.

As Jael shattered the glass jar on the ground, Az's senses sharpened. The sudden noise, the burst of movement – it was the gunshot that signaled the beginning to the race. The moment he had been waiting for. In one fluid motion he launched himself forward, his powerful limbs propelling him effortlessly across the sand.

He was aware of the glass shards scattered on the ground, but he paid them little heed. The sharp pain as they pierced his pads was a minor inconvenience - a triviality, compared to the thrill of the chase. Despite the pain, Azure could move with an impressive speed, his larger frame and strength giving him an edge.

He relished the sound of her cries, the desperation in her voice as she called out for her guardian. It was music to his ears, a melody that only spurred him on.

Azure vs Jael for Race
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter