I Can't Stop, The Dogs Of War

One by one Ethne wolves had trickled in and begun their fights, and Alexander had hung back. Not out of cowardice, no, but to size up their opponents before jumping into the fray. The Raiders are savage, meeting his packmates blow for blow. The male draws in a sharp breath, frustration rising within him. He sees Hay fall, a low growl bubbling in his throat. He does not know the girl personally, but from her description can only assume she will have business with his mother. That was Bellamy’s fight, and he, now that he had an idea of how these wolves were, had chosen his opponent out of one of the other two standing by.

He charges toward the male with the mohawk, seemingly distracted by the battle of a red man (who he can only assume is his mother’s nemesis Ignis - who else had a coat of blood like that?) and he hopes to use that temporary distraction to his advantage. He moves silently, his hawk, Keeneye moving ahead to serve as a distraction. The bird gives a cry as she dive bomb’s the wolf’s face and Alexander comes barreling in with his left shoulder thrust forward. He attempts to ram the other male, fangs tossed toward his opponent’s face as he tries to get his fangs on the flesh of Diablo’s muzzle tear into the flesh and add to the scars already on his face.

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Alexander vs Diablo for Maim (Muzzle Scarring)
Round 1/?
Age: Over one year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Steel Dagger
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather Armor
Companion 1: Hawk, Female - Perception
Companion 2: Badger, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Saber fangs - Offensive
Mutation 2: Elongated Mane - Defensive
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Expert Hunter

"Speech," 'Thought.'