Battlecries!
Beauregard
01-16-2024, 01:33 AM
 We will march into the night, We will roar our battle cries The viking saw as Beauregard pulled out of the way of his jaws and used his attempt to unbalance the Artifex to make a counter attack to Garm's sudden onslaught. He saw it and he grinned as he closed those jaws and angled his head away from the other male's so as to avoid the majority of the damage. He turned his body then as he avoided the other and aimed a slam from not only momentum but putting his own weight behind the hit. He hoped to throw the man to the ground and cause minor bruising. He was more than willing to land on top of the other too, in fact he almost hoped he would end up with his ass on the other. Garm was a very heavy male and having him sit on you would be not only embarrassing but limiting. The viking lived for this sort of thing. Fighting was in his blood. His shoulders rolled forwards as his dorsal fur stood aloft. His ears pressed into the raised fur, and his tail acted like a rudder behind the man as he fought. His eyes both narrowed though he only saw out of the one. His mouth remained closed from his head swinging as it had but his muzzle wrinkled to expose his aged teeth. there wasn't a real malice to his face though. He knew when a fight should be treated as deadly and when it should be treated as friendly. Though he wasn't about to not treat this as if the two of them weren't still fighting. Not until one had come out on top. Walk, "talk", Think Garm vs Beauregard for Rank/prove his mettle Round 2/2 Age: over 1 year Size: Dire wolf Build: Heavy Companion 2: Common Raven, Male - Flying [Perception] Disability: Partial blindness - Moderate Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Navigator Let the fear sink in their eyes |
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