The call for a raid sounded at the borders, far too close to the site of his den- where his family resided. With a blade slung across his shoulders, his macaque companion moving alongside him with an equally grim expression, the wraith followed in his lover's wake. Slender limbs carried his svelte form close to the ground, skull lower between narrow shoulders as he moved with years of skill and training behind him. Raids were common in his youth- hungry neighbours stealing food from his equally hungry family, training in battle by being forced to survive a raid or join a raiding party. He did not take it to heart in quite the way his husband did, though he was no less aware of the threat posed. They had children, they had a life here. Entertaining the possibility of their neighbours seeing them as a target for raids was not an option in his mind.

So as he made his way into the fray, it was abundantly clear that the altercation was well underway. Keeping his tail tucked loosely between his legs, ears flickering this way and that, the dark male sought out an unattended raider to harass. He felt no inclination to mutilate any of the offending parties today, perhaps he was growing soft and sympathetic in his old age. So many of the raiding party were young, likely about the same age as his own children. Sea foam gaze flitted from face to face, catching the fury of his lover advancing on a mottled young male.

For now, it was just a waiting game. Somehow he suspected he would soon be set upon by one of the countless giants that seemed to be on the opposing team...

"Speech!"

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A younger less experienced Mojito might have taken the moment of contact at face value, may have dug his horns in harder but Mojito was too old for that now, something was wrong! The little wolf-dog made to try to back off but as he started to shift he felt the leg behind his own, meant no doubt to trip him if he ran off in a panic. Smart. He'd give it to the kid, he knew what he was doing, he smirked despite himself but kept his paws under him. Ultimately though Mojito had missed the most dangerous part of this encounter, feeling something sharp and cool swipe along the back of his neck. A clean cut.

Mojito hissed in pain and irritation. Kept close as he was it only made the little wolf-dog more determined to really make these wolves regret breaking his peace. With a low growl he attempted to stomp down hard on one of the younger wolf's fore paws, hoping to really smash those toes. But it was meant more as a distraction as he wasn't sticking around if he could help it, he'd make to try and run under the koi marked youth. Neck craned and doing his absolutely damnedest to scrape his horns along the kid's soft underbelly. It wouldn't be enough to really cause any long term damage but hopefully it'd be uncomfortable as all hell and maybe leave some bruising. He was hoping to make a clean break to behind his opponent, well aware he was putting himself at risk of being crushed under the much bigger wolf.


Mojito vs Calico Jack for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: 1+
Size: Small
Build: Light
Companion 1: Mini arapawa sheep, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Goat horns - Offensive
Skills: Expert Healer & Expert Fighter



"Speech!"

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Spotted! The sound of pounding paws gave Flurry a moment of panic, she was considering giving her would-be opponent a good chase but she was already in the metaphorical dog house with most of her family (she'd never admit just how much Tarnish's barb had stung) so no she'd stand her ground and fight! And what a fighter he was, his colours were well... She hoped they weren't actually unmistakable. She didn't think she could try to kiss anyone (else) from that family, bet or not. "Please tell me the name Ignis is meaningless to you." She spoke as he approached, dancing slightly to the right as his jaws aimed for her foreleg, she'd barely gotten out of the way in time and consequently took the full brunt of his shoulder into her chest. Ow! "Gonna be real hard to flirt with you if not." Flurry managed in a strained tone. And sure enough she wasn't about to pass up on a golden opportunity, neck craning and jaws parting to try and grab the red wolf's scruff, get a little more control of the situation. At the same time her left foreleg fished around for one of his forelegs to try and hook it, maybe trip him if she got lucky. Flurry vs Cináed for Dominance Round 1/2 Age: 1+ Size: Extra large Build: Light Companion 1: Maine Coon, Female - Battle Mutation 1: Water Deer Fangs - Offensive Mutation 2: Pronghorn horns - Offensive Skills: Novice Intellectual & Expert Fighter "Speech"

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The grey and pink woman met Asla's attack, easily catching the horns of her helm with the horns attached to the other fae's skull. She'd felt the tension of her teeth grazing flesh at least. Since the larger wolf had taken it upon herself to lock antlers with Asla's helm, the blonde woman let her have it. Pulling downward to remove the helmet completely. With strong forelegs wrapping about her shoulders and a bite aimed towards her ruff, Asla opened her jaws again, hoping to use the opportunity of having her helmet stuck to the Raider's head to try at a bite to the face once more. Toes flexed to sink claws deeper into her opponents shoulders. The pair were almost locked in an embrace, if one could ignore the blood and spittle flying. "Speech"

Aslatiel vs Deluge for Maim (Facial Scarring)
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Small
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Kudu Skull with antlers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Armor
Companion 1: Snow Leopard, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Golden Saker Falcon, Male - Flying
*Companion 3: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Skills: Master Hunter & Master Fighter
Specialty:Knight

Gods above, what even happened just now? The boy had begun to say something, then there was a sound like a goose and he started giggling. Was this a raid or a joke? She smelled the joke a moment later and emerald eyes went wide. Bowen didn't lose her hold on the tail, but she did try harder to swing around and get herself away from it. This proved to be terribly difficult as she also began giggling.

As they spun, both wolves barely in the fight as they dissolved into fits of laughter, Bowen heard the patchwork boy manage to squeak out an apology. That was it. She couldn't hold on anymore. Laughter exploded from Bowen and she had no choice but to let go of the boy's tail. He swatted at her half-heartedly and she returned the swat, though it wasn't very well aimed as she couldn't see through the tears of her laughter.

"Bowen"

Bowen vs Kenway for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Small
Build: Light
Companion 1: Raven, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Navigator & Master Fighter
Specialty: Scout

Heart pounding, they don't take long to begin the confrontation. It's much the same as the last time, perhaps more savage than she anticipates. Jael realizes, in these moments, how much she doesn't know about the packs outside their own. What she doesn't know is coming to hurt them, and Jael hardens her stance, her gaze, her posture.

Coming at her with a sword-- fuck. Jael feels the blade catch her cheek, unable to quell the yelp in her throat. Still, the dog doesn't relent. Cutting wide around the woman, Jael moves to flank, to look for her ankles. Snarling and snapping, if Jael could grab she would try to hold. Take her out low and drive her off... hopefully.

J A E L

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Jael vs Ochitsuki for dominance
Round 1/2
Age: over 1
Size: Extra small
Build: Balanced
Defensive Battle Accessory: Collar
Companion 1: Mourning Dove, Male - Perception
Skills: Expert Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Bard (inactive for her personal fight)

Blood coated her blade just a little but she knew that it hungered for more. The yelp that followed was a nice treat as well. As Ochi spun, the dog was already coming at her, its head low and jaws open as if searching for a bite on her legs. Long-legged Ochitsuki danced backwards, the action not giving her much momentum for a strong swipe of the sword, but she did swing it between herself and her opponent, trying to keep the woman away from her legs and hopefully getting a slice or two in in the meantime.

"Ochitsuki"

Ochitsuki vs Jael for Maim (facial scarring)
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Large
Build: Light
Skills: Novice Fighter & Beginner Navigator
Specialty:

Emotions raw, adrenaline coursing through her system, Jael wouldn't let panic take hold. She wouldn't let herself freeze up, not yet. Not yet. Chasing any resounding trembling from her knees, from her bones, she surges forward. Feeling the hum of the woman's blade as it slices through the air, Jael's eyes go wide. Too close for comfort.

The closer she got, the less effective the blade would be. Gathering herself over her paws, pushing hard off the ground. Jael strikes with as much force as she can muster, moving to grab hold at the formidable woman's neck. Forcing herself forward, savage in the moment. It's the best she can do, for now.

J A E L

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Jael vs Ochitsuki for dominance
Round 2/2
Age: over 1
Size: Extra small
Build: Balanced
Defensive Battle Accessory: Collar
Companion 1: Mourning Dove, Male - Perception
Skills: Expert Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Bard (inactive for her personal fight)

His siblings are among the first to greet the raiding party, and Dread can't say he's surprised. The look in Kotori's eyes is downright hateful, and he can't help but shrug. "It's just business," tone careful, neutral, as he locks eyes with his brother. If he wanted to escalate things, so be it. Bitter are the fights between brothers.

Charging Kotori in turn, Dread's grip tightens around his weapon. A mighty jerk of his head as his brother comes at him, horns first-- a menacing, violent swing of the flail. Dread aims for Kotori's legs, grip loose and practiced. It's an almighty blow, accompanied by a snarl. His efforts are largely to tangle his brother, unbalance him with the chain weapon.

In the same heartbeat, he feels the searing pain of horns in his shoulder. A snarl rips from the younger man's throat. Dread would do what he could to stay with Kotori, stumbling sideways to remain in step. If he wanted to play for blood, they'd play for blood.

"Dread"

Dread vs Kotori for maim (horn break)
Round 1/2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Flail
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather Breastplate
Companion 1: Snow Leopard, Female - Attack
Companion 2: Tasmanian Devil, Female - Attack
Mutation 1: Thicker crystalline fur - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Expert Intellectual
Specialty: Bulwark

He followed under cover of darkness, blending easily enough with his dark colored pelt. His three Dobermans followed faithfully beside him, flanking him on either side and behind. He was eager to wet his teeth, half ignoring Deluge's words with a repeat of Ethne. He'd match Valta's energy...if they came with the intent of spilling blood, then so would he. Why the fuck not? The pent up teenage angst was sometimes too much, and besides...he wasn't exactly one to play nice regardless. As the wolves of Valta slipped out, Diablo slipping behind their borders like a shadow in the night, crimson gaze searching. One by one Valta came to meet the Raiders, and right away they already began to seek blood. It was clear and evident that Valta was not happy to see them, and their intentions were clear. Very well then...he knew what sort of energy he needed to match.

As the Raiders got into a fight one by one, he couldn't help but hear what Flurry said over the din of snarls and battle. What the fuck did she mean by that? Why would that guy know Ignis...? He was close enough to see who was picking a fight with her, but not quite close enough to hear an answer should he decide to give her one. He lifted a lip in a snarl. If that guy was related to Ignis...how many fucking other kids did his father have? He had already came across one in Insomnia and had kicked his ass, and now he was left with even more questions and feelings of what the fuck?!

"Fuck me..." He muttered under his breath as he felt even more anger light in his chest. He didn't know how to feel about all this shit. While yes, he was aware he had older siblings, why the fuck didn't his dad ever really talk about them? Inferno was around, sure, but the others? He knew jack shit about them. Claws scraped the ground as his emotional state fell into further discord, and he so he turned his attention back to the field, searching for - ah! Gaze snapped to and locked onto a Valta member, and Diablo didn't hesitate.

He raced across, lips curled up to bare his fangs, fur bristled in rage. This wolf would be the unfortunate one to bear the brunt of his anger. Diablo charged, seeking to slam his weight into the man straight on, jaws splayed open as he sought to bring his teeth over the bridge of the mans muzzle in a vice grip.

Diablo vs Nao for Maim: Muzzle scarring (raid)
Round: 1/?
Age: Over 1yr
Size: Extra large
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Silver Metal Fang Caps
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked gauntlets
Companion 1: Doberman, Male, Battle - boosted
Companion 2: Doberman, Male, Battle
*Companion 3: Doberman, Male, Battle
Mutation 1: Horns - Defensive
Mutation 2: Bristled Mohawk - Defensive
Mutation 3: Dexterous Paws - Offensive
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Expert Intellectual
Specialty: n/a

"Speech"

Scald isn't left to his stealthy tactic for long. A few minutes later, as he attempts to sweep around the group and move farther into Valta territory, a man a few inches taller than himself greets him. Grinning back at the grey and blond fanged man, Scald gives him a shrug. "I wouldn'ta been in such a rush if I'da known such a handsome fella was gonna meet me," he teases back as his opponent rears up and lunges for his shoulders. "Coulda least taken me out to eat first!" Scald quips as Arcturus' front legs wrap around his shoulders. In response, he flares the quills that line along his back and hope a few of them catch the man's larger paws. Bracing against the heavier weight, Scald pushes forward, digging his own paws into the ground beneath him. Feeling the rip of fangs through his scruff, Scald retaliates by twisting his head around the other side and aiming to grab ahold of Arcturus' shoulder or lower neck, whatever he could reach with the lower position he was in. Scald Fallen

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Scald vs Arcturus for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: 1+
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Leather Gloves w/ Bear Claws
Defensive Battle Accessory: Elf ear hat
Companion 1: Female Roseate Spoonbill, 50" - Battle
Companion 2: Male Scarlet Kingsnake, 20" - Battle
Mutation 1: Spine Quills - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator
Specialty: Marauder

His opponent's words barely registered before he made contact with her, but as soon as they did they caught him off guard enough to let her leg slip out of range. His shoulder did end up connecting with her chest, but he hardly cared now. Ignis?! So these were the wolves he had fallen in with... He hadn't seen the brute since he attempted to rip his tail off and certainly hadn't known what pack he had been living with, but now he did. Why was he not surprised that his "father" had thrown in his loyalty with intruders like these? His golden gaze shot over to her, his brow furrowed as he went to question her, but before he could get a word in edge wise he felt her teeth bite into his scruff, his distraction over her comment leaving him wide open to her attack. He snarled, a deep growl resonating in his chest.

He immediately tried to jam his shoulder up into her throat to get her to let go of his scruff, using the bit of extra height he had on her to get a good amount of leverage. Whether or not she had intended to, she had poked the one and only nerve that could really irritate him like nothing else and unfortunately for her she'd get the brunt of that anger since a quick scan of the battlefield told him that Ignis wasn't in this fight–at least not yet. He scoffed and shot back, "I guess you'll have to send him my regards," with a growl before he lunged for the side of her neck with open jaws. He knew he could have played dumb, he could have tried to hide his lineage as he had so many times before, but he was done running and he was done hiding. Let Ignis find out where he was living, he would love to see him again.

"Cináed"

Cináed vs Flurry for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked chest plate
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced leather bracers
Companion 1: Black hawk, Male - Flying - Boosted
Companion 2: Tibetan Mastiff, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Expert Intellectual
Specialty: Bulwark

The yearling is excited and Athena can see it as she charges straight at him which causes worry to flutter violently in her stomach. All these raiders seem to want blood and, while she has no qualms about defending her pack, she suddenly fears what will greet the healers when this is all said and done. Quickly, she shoves aside the horrible thoughts as she dips her head down to strike his ankle, avoiding the blades on his gauntlets and she feels her teeth strike true.

Athena does not stop moving as she attacks, her original plan being to grab, hold, and take his leg with her in the hopes of trip him up. However, as she feels his teeth sink into her temples, everything shifts. Pain blares bloody red alarms in her brain and the woman immediately releases his ankle while planting her paws so that she can thrash her head from side to side rapidly as she seeks to try and shake his grip free.

However, before she begins her thrashing, a small owl appears, the little bird having hidden in her scruff, and Archimedes hoots in anger before launching himself at the attacking boy’s face. There is a franticness about her thrashing and Athena flails with all her might in an attempt to dislodge her opponent and push him off and away. Snarls emanate from deep within her chest as the woman fights with everything she has to try and repel the invader.

Teeth seek to try and bite anything and everything that Athena can reach.






Athena vs Tarnish for Dominance (Raid)
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Companion 1: Little owl, Male - Flying
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Bard



"Athena Nocturna"

A glint of joy flares in Calico Jack’s icy gaze as he feels his cutlass bite the small wolf-dog. The coppery scent of blood fills the air around the pair as they brawl and the creature hisses in pain which causes a thrill of happiness set the man’s nerves all a tingle. Then, the small dog is moving, attempting to get underneath his soft belly and Jack growls in irritation as his tail snaps up underneath him to protect the more… valuable items.

He feels those silly little horns dig into the tender flesh and a deep growl rumbles in his throat. With the intention of pinning the smaller wolf-dog, Calico Jack flops downward, allowing his legs go limp as he seeks to try and settle his weight on top the little dog so that can try and declare victory in this fight. There is much more for him to do.





Calico Jack vs Mojito for Dominance (Raid)
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Modified cutlass
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced bandana
Companion 1: Macaw, Male - Flying
Companion 2: Cat, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator
Specialty: Marauder & Bard from Jael



"Calico Jack"

And the winner is...

JAEL

OCHITSUKI must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: OCHITSUKI: Attack Roll: 63 Defense Roll: 89 Agility Roll: 19 Perception Roll: 9 Total: 180 Attack[63] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 63.00 Defense[89] + 5% Bonus[4.45]: 93.45 Agility[19] + 5% Bonus[0.95]: 19.95 Perception[9] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 9.00 Total[185.40] + 10% Bonus[18.54]: 203.94 JAEL: Attack Roll: 34 Defense Roll: 24 Agility Roll: 99 Perception Roll: 22 Total: 179 Attack[34] + 5% Bonus[1.70]: 35.70 Defense[24] + 10% Bonus[2.40]: 26.40 Agility[99] + 5% Bonus[4.95]: 103.95 Perception[22] + 35% Bonus[7.70]: 29.70 Total[195.75] + 20% Bonus[39.15]: 234.90

It was time for another raid, and Kaija was here and prepared. Maybe she wasn't quite as eager to go as some of the other raiders seemed to be but she was definitely ready and itching to fight nonetheless. The little scrap she'd gotten into with some coyotes recently had left her with a nasty wound on her forelimb though and she wasn't eager for it to be reopened. Not that such a thing would stop her, but maybe it made her subconsciously hang back a little, waiting for the right opponent to target. Hopefully she wouldn't be left waiting for long though...

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Tarnish's jaws struck flesh, his fangs digging into her temples. Its a short lived grasp for as she releases his ankle she thrashes and the top of the head was a poor place for a solid grasp. She rips her head away and his fangs clack back together over nothing. He swiftly readies himself, weight balanced over his limbs once again. A little owl flies out toward his face, and Tarnish swiftly ducks, the owls talons clanking against his chainmail cowl. At the signal is crow dove for the little owl, seeking to grab its left wing in his talons. Meanwhile Tarnish pushed forward hard, seeking to slam his chest into the woman before she could recover her senses, seeking to bowl her over and onto the ground where he could pin her.

Tarnish vs Athena for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bladed Gauntlets
Defensive Battle Accessory: Chainmail Cowl
Companion 1: Crow, Male, Battle
Companion 2: Jaguarundi, Male, Battle
Mutation 1: Mountain lion paws with retractable claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Quills - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Cooperative
Bard Present

Kotori felt the flail’s chain strike his front leg and wrap about the side. Kotori lifted his leg, stumbling for a moment but with luck the chain slid away and it didn’t take long for the wolf to regain his balance.  It would be sore but the bone was fine.

Kotori changed tactics of not bothering to attempt to get behind Dread. He’d noticed Dread had also stumbled after the slash to the shoulder.  Kotori hopped up, attempting to put a paw over Dread’s shoulder, his body leaning on the injured shoulder.

Kotori would attempt to tear Dread’s ear clean off.  This wasn’t just about winning a fight, this was leaving a reminder of what would happen to any family member who would raid his home.

Kotori vs Dread for maim (tear off left ear)
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bracers with hidden knife
Defensive Battle Accessory: Hind leg leather bracers
Companion 1: Slender mongoose, Male - Battle - Boosted
Companion 2: Snow leopard, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Horns - Offensive
Mutation 2: Agility boost - Agility
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Mangler

"Kotori Fatalis"

The thunderous roar of massive paws rushing his way was what alerted him, the magnitude of the tremors increasing with each long stride. Sure enough, one of the myriad giants that seemed to populate the rival group was charging headlong in his direction. With those crimson eyes and vicious snarl on display... well. It wasn't going to be a fun one, by the look of things. The wraith steeled himself, gripping the hilt of his wazikashi between nimble jaws and drawing it from its sheath in one smooth motion. As the much larger male closed in, the glint of silver covering his fangs drew his eye. Oh great, this was going to be so much more painful than he truly had any interest in dealing with. Too late now. Eyes narrowed, ears flattened, and he dropped his centre of gravity with loosened joints and tense muscles. He kept his tail tucked, one less thing for this bloodthirsty young man to grab a hold of.

And then he was beset, the collision of the titanic male only slightly mitigated by the awkward stooping required for the horned wolf to grab hold of his face. His swing was interrupted, and only a portion of his blade could bite into the thick flesh of his opponents right foreleg, just above the bend of his elbow. He snarled, hind claws digging into the soil below as he sought to loosen the powerful grip of his opponent over the top of his muzzle. His vision was obstructed, the blood from his lacerated snout dripped steadily onto his tongue. Forelegs lifted, the claws on his front paws outstretched as he attempted to shove into Diablo's chest with both front paws and sink his dirt-laden claws in for good measure. He needed distance in order to stand any chance. Given the difference in their size, both of his dark paws were only able to reach the middle of his chest, on either side of his sternum. The skin there was thinner, only slightly, with less muscle anchored to that connecting bone that would ensure that the bite of his claws was felt.

"Speech!"

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Nao vs Diablo for Maim (chest scarring)
Round 1/2
Age: 1+ years
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Wazikashi sword
Companion 1: Melanistic Japanese Macaque, Male - Battle - Boosted
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Advanced Hunter
Specialty: n/a

The helmet slipping loose from her opponents head clattered against her face. It got in the way of her grab for the shorter woman's scruff, but Deluge took it in her stride. She shook the smooth, twisted horns off her smaller hooked antlers and got back to it. Their jostling had knocked one of her bottles loose, the glass shattering against a stone and splattering their legs with the dregs of the bottle she was 3/4 of the way through finishing. She could have shed a tear for the spilled drink, despite having several more in various states of fullness still secured. Now she'd have to watch where she put her feet to save from slicing up her toes, damn it all! If she kept shattering bottles, she'd have nothing left to put her booze in! At least they both only had two paws on the ground, as she tried to use her weight to encourage her opponent away from the broken bottle. Ducks weren't worth an infected cut to the foot.

"speech"

Deluge vs Asla for dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Glass Bottle
Defensive Battle Accessory: Tricorn hat
Companion 1: Common Gull - Male - Flying
Companion 2: Lapwing, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat Claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Arctic Reindeer Eyes - Perception
Mutation 3: Bioluminescence - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator
Specialty: Saboteur & Fleet-footed