I, the devourer

Veigar

Veigar wasn't left waiting long before he heard the movement of another, someone even larger than himself. He turned his head slowly, his raven companion confirming his suspicions with a quiet caw of alert. The sound of paws stomping over grass with abandon is unmistakable, and he feels himself growing envious toward the stranger. His movements were so unlike his own methodical, careful ones. He didn't have the privilege of clambering around like a idiot. Life had not been so kind to him.

Almost immediately his lips curl back in a sneer. His mood shifted abruptly as his opponent approached, rage rising in his throat like bile. "Like you'd be able to catch him even if you tried," he spat back at him, using his ears to try to locate the stranger and keep in line with his approach. They were pulled forward, his muscles taut as he readied himself, trying to balance his weight to avoid being toppled over by the stranger.

Fighting without sight is difficult, to say the least. Veigar has learned to act instead of react- as soon as he feels claws across his face, digging into the side of his muzzle, he snaps out. Parted jaws aim to rend and tear anything they can find purchase on, teeth gnashing toward the stranger. He sends his smaller body flying forward, paws lifting up as he aims to lash out and send the bulk of his weight directly at the stranger. Moving chaotically, he hopes he can simply get a lucky strike.

Veigar vs Ursus for Spar
Round 1 / ?
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Large
Build: Light
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather foreleg bracers
Companion 1: Raven, Male - Perception
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual
Debuffs: Full blindness (Major)

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