Sister of War
Eltrys pack challenge <3
Epimethius
Intermediate Fighter (55)
Expert Hunter (120)
age
2 Years
2 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
198
198
player
Medilic
Medilic
5 hours ago
The call reached Epimethius's ears, and with a snap of his head and flick of his ears forward he let out a doggish grin. Enyo. A subtle flicker of admiration clung to his gaze as he realized what she was calling for, he felt the excitement coursing through his veins as he began to trudge his way over. The scent of gore clung to this land, it spoke of promises made and broken, of battles lost and one, and of lives taken and just beginning. He shook his body out as he neared the growing group, dipping his head towards Enyo in clear respect and submission. He looked to the group that was gathering and a flicker of recognition settled in his eyes as he found his gaze drawn to the lithe form of Genesis. Before walking to Genesis's side he offered a nod to the other two males that had made their way here, he could smell the pack that Enyo resided in heavy on them all. One looked slightly eerie, but the red brute was far enough away that Epimethius did not think much more of it. If Enyo knew them then Epimethius would not judge them, no matter how they seemed. Enyo knew strength, and it seemed to surround her in every way. He stretched languidly as he reached Genesis's side, offering the male a small smile. His feelings now weren't as big a matter, but he couldn't resist coming to the brute's side. Especially since he could not be at Enyo's hip today. His gaze struck back onto Enyo, he had no doubts she would win today. She was a picture of brute strength, complete and utter determination, and something else that was uniquely her. He knew even if she did manage to get beat today, Enyo would not give up. He respected her, and there was good reason for him too. He wouldn't say anything to Enyo, no banter or compliments or anything. He knew that she would know he believed in her, she had in better or worse terms become the person he looked up to. In the way, a dog loves a master, in the way they offer all their loyalty and trust on a silver platter. Nothing more, nothing less. "Talk"
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