Smells Like Teen Spirit! [Raid]

Ysmir had been on edge since the strange rumblings and the midnight sun. The sky was always orange and ominous now. He should have better expected the sudden intrusion upon Syndicate lands. Barenziah alerted him to their presence and he gestured for Krah to follow after him as he headed towards the raid on their lands. The opposing wolves seemed ready for blood, ready for battle with their teeth bared and their eyes wide and crazy.

The Finnvi man remained back, his dual toned eyes scanning the intruders. The white gyrfalcon above giving a battle cry as she swooped down to his shoulder and Krah settled into her place at his side. Ysmir was more of a defender, so he stood his ground and waited for one of the would be thieves to come at him.