Save the Judgement

in his step was no consideration of the lost lives he literally stepped on- massive paws crushing over skulls of wolves who lost their battles. the boneyard was a barren, wasted landscape. it smelt of death itself, while he made his way through it. it's then a call from someone familiar rang through the shuddering air. his eyes narrowed as his ears became erect, his body galloping heavily over the terrain as he followed through with the invitation of a spar.

what better way to cash out his frustrations with fic? a part of him hoped they wouldn't mention the dame's name. not today, not now as it as still such a sensitive topic to bear. but he couldn't hold that against the noble bloke named eltrys if he did. earning his respects nonetheless. noting and remembering eltrys's good deeds.

its some time before he comes to meet eltrys head on. offering a silent nod of acknowledgement and respect for eltrys before he slipped on his armor. "Eltrys." he greeted the man, eyes narrowed as he sized him up before suddenly bursting into action with a strong plunge forward, attempting to clash into the other with his metallic skull mask. he wouldn't aim to do serious damage.


Érebos vs Eltrys for Spar
Round: 1/?
Age: over 1yr
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Titanium dagger
Defensive Battle Accessory: Metal skull mask with two 4'inch horns
Companion 1: Male Cooper’s Hawk - Battle
Skills: Advanced fighter & Novice Healer
Specialty: n/a