Maybe too reckless? Nah.
01-06-2014, 12:51 PM
The man would pad to the battlefields, he wanted a fight. perhaps he was being reckless, there could be anything waiting for him. but he didn't care. He was in the mood for a fight. Just a casual fight. He sat down, still alert. If something were to creep up on him, it would not be a fair fight. His rump hit the earth, and he grinned. The giddy sense of nearing battle was getting to him. This always happened, whenever he was anticipating a fight, he was filled with adrenalin, and a sort of joy.
The man tipped his head back, and howled. Loud, ringing through the battlefield. He certainly hoped someone answered his call. He needed a fight, he was desperate to have some fun.
"Speech."