King of crows

Awaken had been gone for quite some time. The cold hair puffed around him as he snorted angrily. So much pent up rage and he didn't know why. He needed someone to bleed, how he wanted a mangled corpse to tear apart. The sweet, gentle soul he had become, was gone. In his search for his destiny he's found his past. The brutal past he'd left years previous.?

The sweet scent of battlefield blood greeted him. The kin-slayer slowly scaled the jagged edges of the cliff overlooking where he'd place his fight. His emerald green eyes frayed with insanity. He didnt even remember the fact he had a wife, and children. He'd gone mad. He'd even left sacrement behind in a snowstorm during their travels outside of alacritis.?

He threw his head back in a howl straight from hell as a downpoor began. His fur heavy with falling water as thunder and lightening clapped against the skies. ?He'd make this a fight for the books.