you can keep her for now...

Kestrel grimaced. He had lost his armour pieces in the shipwreck - along with everything else to his name - and hadn’t had a chance yet to replace them. He felt oddly vulnerable, entering into the raid without it. Oh well, nothing he could do about it now. He stretched his body, feeling the familiar tightness around his neck spikes as he strolled forward.

There were plenty of fights breaking out around him, and he took a moment to take in the opponent wolves, and to see who remained. So far, it looked like most if not all were already engaged with the Raider wolves. Perhaps Obsucra still had more to field.


"Kestrel"