Glory and gore go hand in hand

While everyone else got to have fun on the raid, Battery was left behind. It was probably for the best, considering he really didn't know what exactly he was doing in a fight... especially not when there was a prize the pack wanted or needed. Sheep would be a good thing for the pack, certainly, but he still couldn't help but feel a little left out. So to be ready for next time, Battery thought it would be best to prepare.

He was headed to the battlefield already when a call rang out, beckoning someone, anyone, to a challenge. His tail wagged enthusiastically as he quickened his pace and soon found the blond figure standing in the field. He probably looked a bit crazy standing there wide a wide, toothy grin and his tail wagging rapidly, but well... he is crazy.

"Batty answer your call! Batty is excited to fight- to prove to Medusa that am ready for big fights!" he said, his speech pattern solidifying the crazy his body language spoke as he approached the other, but kept a respectable distance from the stranger. "What is name?" he asked then with his head tilting to the side, figuring it was probably rude to just attack without knowing each others names.

i am the psycho, the sinner
i am what you can't escape
i am the splinter underneath your skin

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