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Bronze - Fighting Seasonal



Bronze

Armada
Warrior

Master Fighter (270)

Intermediate Hunter (30)

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age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
955
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
171
player
Nyx

OverachieverSamhain 2022The Ooze ParticipantDream WeaverSnake Eyes
04-30-2024, 06:47 AM

The north was his domain, and Bronze wandered these lands - the lands surrounding the Armada, and further - with the air of someone who belonged here. It was clear he knew these lands like the back of his own paw, though the unusually bright moon overhead made the pine forest have a slightly different aura than usual. Nothing he couldn't deal with, but still, things felt a little off tonight. Not that he'd admit such a thing out loud, but that wouldn't stop him from feeling a little uneasy.

Large paws carried him over ice and snow as he moved, navigating carefully over sparse vegetation that grew close to clusters of pine trees. His intent tonight was simply to patrol the forest east of Armada's lands, but it seemed as though he wasn't the only one who was feeling on edge. He hadn't even noticed the presence of another before he was impinging on someone's personal space, apparently. The sound of a growl registered before the voice, and he felt his own hackles raise instinctively, feeling suddenly defensive.

He wasn't the sort to pick fights - he had far too much self-control for that - but he didn't appreciate being told where he could and couldn't go. Especially in a land he considered as good as home. His lips began to curl back, revealing teeth as he held his ground. "A fight doesn't scare me," Bronze admits plainly, a hint of a growl at the edge of his voice now too. The moon's light might even make his fight less tricky than it would normally at such an hour. Only hesitating for a moment, he decided to act, worried now if he tried to turn and leave that this stranger would try to ambush him. Better to act first before he did.

Lunging forward toward the shadows, Bronze aimed to throw his weight directly at the stranger, hoping the sudden assault might knock him off balance. If he succeeded, it would no doubt give him the upper paw right away.

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Bronze vs Idris for Spar
Round 1 / ?
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather foreleg bracers
Skills: Expert Fighter & Intermediate Hunter