fley ok fagrar árar

Kuroki knew the drill and he supposed if nothing else, it wasn't as if he disliked raiding or fighting in general. The journey south had loosened him up a little, he'd worked out some of the tension in his shoulders and whilst he wasn't as himbo-cheery as he ought to be he wasn't a festering pile of misery either. Fights were already well underway and Kuroki moved casually enough, his posture carried little agression, but he was quick to set his sights on the tall blue-ish black guy. No homo, but he was hot. Okay maybe all the homo, wasn't like Kuroki cared much about stuff like that. Folks were hot, he wasn't exactly fussy and for the most part he flirted with anyone with a pulse. "Hey, hot stuff." Kuroki moved in close, with a bounding grace that was entitely inherited from his mother somehow. Not something he practised. "Wanna try me on for size?" He rushed in, demeanour entirely playful as he initiated with a playful nip, teeth aiming to graze at the tip of Mercury's nose.

Kuroki vs Mercury for dominance
Round 1/2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Traditional Japanese tanto
Defensive Battle Accessory: Black Panther Cloak
Companion 1: Akita, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Wild boar, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Black kite, Female - Flying
Mutation 1: Antelope horns - Defensive
Mutation 2: Sabre teeth - Offensive
Mutation 3: Eagle talons - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Marauder