Smells Like Teen Spirit! [Raid]

He winked at Enyo as he disengaged. Despite her bravo, and her words. His win had felt almost effortless. Her skill had a great deal of improvement to go if she ever hoped to match with him. He didn’t bother to say anything, and in doing so, said with his actions that she wasn't worth the breath it would take. He had proved himself in the only way that mattered, with might. And she was already fading from his thoughts as he moved away from her, and turned his attention to the new match.

A somewhat crazed red wolf that came at him with a knife in their maw. Their eyes were as pale as his own, and he was attempting to swing the knife at his face. Flare raised a paw, attempting to catch the blade on his metal claw tips, baring a grin across his own maw as the new match began.


Flare vs Wade Minor Maim (neck scarring)
Round 1/2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Metal claw caps
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather neck armor
Companion 1: Red Goshawk, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Corsac Fox, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Saber fangs (Offensive)
Mutation 2: Thicker fur (Defensive)
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Bloodletter

"Speech"