Tag, You're It.

*Sin* · (This post was last modified: 02-04-2014, 06:49 AM by Sin.)

Sharpened claws and tainted paws stepped again onto grounds that were so familiar, it might as well be his second home. Sin had grown restless as of late, and wanted to stretch his muscles in a friendly game. Sin climbed atop a large boulder, the top flat and smooth for him to get a clear view. He kept all senses alert, as always. Eyes constantly scanning, ears always listening. Nothing ever was able to sneak or ambush their way to him. He was simply too cunning for fools who attempted.

Tilting his head just slightly, he let loose a call he was sure many would hear, but only meant for one who was brave or foolish enough to answer his call. Anyone else that showed would be chased away, for this was just a time for the testing of skills against whoever was worth his time.

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