Break Me Shake Me

Booorrrinnnggg?.. Aksel frowned as he padded around the unfamiliar terra. He knew it was the battlefield but at the moment it was rather devoid of activity and the young male was beside himself. He was ready to cause some mischief! So where the hell was everyone? Fur frizzed as he gazed about himself, half expecting Acadia to pounce on him as revenge for his well aimed snowball on Frost Island. Skirting around a few trees he slipped into the tall grass and finally into a clearing?. to find himself standing directly across from a RED wolf.


Aksel's eyes grew wide. "WHOA? dude your fur! Your mom didn't screw a cardinal did she?" How did that color even happen? And damn?. he was tall. WHY WAS EVERYONE SO MUCH TALLER THAN AKSEL? The young wolf stood at a respectable 33" but it still irked him that is sister Acadia was taller as well as all his other male relatives. This bright red wolf wasn't helping his self esteem much.


"Sooo? whatcha doing? You wanna spar or something? Oh! I'm Aksel, Aksel Frost."



"Speech"

Will you recognize me, When I lose another friend?
Will you learn to leave me? Oh, give me one more try again.