Beneath the winter sun
Kat
01-08-2021, 03:59 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-08-2021, 04:00 PM by Lament.)
The Ademre found himself heading towards the battlefield. The barren plain salted with the blood of many. He knew this was where he had first found himself, and he thought with a soft pang of his sisters, the memory of them foggy in his mind. Curse the Ademre warrior who was cowardly enough to poison them. To taint his memories so that those that were once closest to him where a hazy memory.
He stretched out his legs, pushing them until the blood flowed freely, and warmth ran up his veins. The exercises as familiar to him as breathing. It bided the time as he waited patiently for a challenger with which he could pit himself against. He was pushing himself hard these days, bringing himself back to fighting-fit after the time he had spent relaxing on Daager Island. He would prove himself useful to the pack he had aligned himself with.
In the quiet, late morning air, the Ashen Warrior raised his head skyward, and let out a long, powerful howl.
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01-08-2021, 04:22 PM
Hikaru certainly didn’t want to get rusty since he was no longer training to be the shinobi he’d sought out to be. Instead he stretched his muscles outside the pack lands as he tried to get a better understanding of the lands he now called home. His thoughts swiftly shifted to the boy who made that statement a reality, but Hika forced himself to focus. He’d come across the trail of that wolf he’d met last season. Curious if he’d find anymore trouble with the fire marked man he followed him to what seemed like a very obvious battlefield.
If nothing came of this trip at least he knew this place was here. The smell of fighting and blood overwhelmed his senses and excitement raced through his body. Even if he hadn’t graduated the thrill of a good fight would never leave him. A rush of adrenaline washed through him as the sound of the man’s voice rang over the hills. Hikaru was curious now and on small white paws carried himself to the arena.
He was easy to see against a monochrome background, but his stormy eyes were filled with the confidence of a real Iga. He may not have been able to claim his affiliation but he’d been born to them and despite his differences, the spirit lived on. He lifted his head high and gave an eager grin as he sized his opponent up. Already loosening his limbs and bending his joints as he prepared for a spar.
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If nothing came of this trip at least he knew this place was here. The smell of fighting and blood overwhelmed his senses and excitement raced through his body. Even if he hadn’t graduated the thrill of a good fight would never leave him. A rush of adrenaline washed through him as the sound of the man’s voice rang over the hills. Hikaru was curious now and on small white paws carried himself to the arena.
He was easy to see against a monochrome background, but his stormy eyes were filled with the confidence of a real Iga. He may not have been able to claim his affiliation but he’d been born to them and despite his differences, the spirit lived on. He lifted his head high and gave an eager grin as he sized his opponent up. Already loosening his limbs and bending his joints as he prepared for a spar.
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01-08-2021, 04:35 PM
The battlefield wasn’t her kind of place, with the stink of blood, and the lack of lush rolling fields. It wasn’t a place of beauty. The only consultation was there here, she truly was the most beautiful thing in sight. It was the call of another wolf that caught her attention, and, curious, and ready to get a little activity she followed the sound.
She found the black and red wolf, and thought of Hyperion with a pang. What was her twin getting up to these days? The movement of a second wolf joined the first. This man had fur like ivery, with intense spots of color, and a brush of eyeliner around soft silver eyes. Both were easy on the eyes, and the Aracari grinned.
“My, my. Don’t the two of you make a dashing pair. Mind if I join the party?” she wiggled her brow at both of them, and fell into an easy crouch. Flirting and fighting went hand in hand. Honestly, anyone that didn’t pair the two was missing out.
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