The water here in the polar sound has been filled with crazy creatures, many of whom come out of the water just to attack them. So, it is a breath of fresh air, so to speak, when Ezekiel catches the scent of a polar bear down along the shore line and hears the beckoning summons of Aresenn. White paws quickly and carefully trace their way down the canyon pass, rushing forward to where familiar wolves are attacking the stark white beast.
Riot and Sloan have already snagged its heels and Aresenn is keeping its attention, so the darker male decides to go for its side. Racing up around the side of the creature, Zeke strikes out its fatty side, teeth slicing through skin and fat with ease as he rakes the polar bear’s ribs. Blood stains its side, filling the air with the heady coppery scent that the man drinks in with great delight. A grin splits his blood covered lips as he dodges backward, remaining aligned with side while also avoiding any swinging paws that may come seeking his head.
The deadly dance is on.
"Ezekiel Saxe"
Ezekiel is considered a mature character. All warnings apply to his threads.
