Smells Like Teen Spirit! [Raid]

Routine. Each day had been filled to the brim with the same old, same old; patrolling, hunting, keeping mostly to himself so that he doesn’t rip into any of his pack mates by accident. It breeds complacency, boredom and, most of all, it has slowly been driving Ezekiel insane. Ely, his sister, his one true love whose mere sight drives the knife of betrayal deeper into his heart. Yet he does not show the hurt, the utter rage that simmers just below the surface for the man that she has chosen to love.

No, instead Zeke plays the doting brother, helping to care for her children and spoiling them when he can as any good uncle would do. Yet, rage burns inside, threatening to explode out at any moment and consume all those around him. So, when the challenging howl of a raid rings through the territory, the purple and monochrome man is excited to answer. Paws carry him swiftly into the fray where the scent of blood is quickly filling the air and immediately seeks out someone to hurt

Duel-toned eyes land on a huge red male who is littered with scars and grey hair. He doesn’t think of the height difference or the fact that his opponent is old; no, instead, Ezekiel thinks only of blood. Charging the male, coming in from his side, Zeke seeks to get right up to the red male as his teeth attempt to find the flesh on the stranger’s flank, wanting, no needing to feel their blood in his mouth. A growl rolls from his lips as he goes.




Ezekiel vs Ignis for Minor Maim (ass flank scarring)
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Dagger with Scabbard
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather Chest Armor
Skills: Expert Fighter & Expert Hunter
Specialty:


"Ezekiel Saxe"