I Don't Want Peace

The crimson youth was still exploring his newfound passion. The clash with that uncouth girl, the man with the mohawk, all of it had ignited and fed something ravenous, something entirely new. It was an unfamiliar sensation, an insatiable craving to rend and taste metallic essence upon his tongue. What was driving him? What was this inexplicable urge? It gnawed at him, compelling him to action. Arriving at the battlefield with a glint in his golden eyes and a calculating expression etched upon his face, he seemed almost feral.

Hearing the summons that sounded like… a scream, he yielded to its pull. Baring his teeth, he assessed his furious opponent, a snowy figure he vaguely found.. pretty? But his instincts surged, propelling him forward. His jaws snapped, seeking to pierce the smaller girl's shoulder. It was an all-out onslaught as he grappled with feline claw fittings, driven by an unrelenting thirst for blood that clouded his every thought. And somewhere, in the distance he heard a purring, a feline hiss that urged him on demandingly.


Redrum vs Siduri for MAIM (Scarring)
Round 1/2
Age: Under 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Feline claw fittings
Defensive Battle Accessory: Feline mask
Companion 1: Merlin Falcon, Female - Perception
Companion 2: Merlin Falcon, Male - Perception
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Knight