I'm your source of self-destruction
Soon her cranium rises to the pewter sky, allowing a long sharp cry out for anyone to heed the warning. Her paws stomping into the ground. She wanted to taste the life force between her lips, on her tongue. The now onyx woman with walnut undertones would wait with such annoyance. A fucking fight. A fight to cause injury or anything of sorts. Something that brought her back to the earth.
Thing was it wasn't the woman known as Hala calling out, but a brutish howl. The voice cold feeling no empathy. "Blood will be spilt here, it does not matter whos. But blood will be spilt." Stephan stated coldy to whom ever listened.
Hala's Speach - speech
Thoughts (voices) - voices
Stephens Speach- stephens voice
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Raumr did not particularly enjoy this area of Auster. It was quite a barren land with creepy trees that appeared to cry blood. He had only found out such a thing when he went to sharpen his claws against the bark of one of the trees and a crimson liquid seeped out. Hoping to head back to Taiga and Graive instead of continuing further into the desolate wasteland of impending doom, he is surprised when a brutish howl echoes toward him. Pausing a moment, he turns, ears fluttering and tail flicking back and forth. A call for a fight? Why would anyone want something like that here of all places?
Drawn by feline curiosity, Raumr heads to where the call originated from. A woman covered in midnight fur stands alone. Her appearance is rather disgruntled, but nothing that says he couldn't take her in a fight. Feeling a rise in his testosterone and adrenaline, he approaches the lone wolf, beginning to circle her with feline intensity. "A fight is what you wish? A fight will be granted," Raumr's honey smooth and sweet tones speak out, a devilish smile on his scarred lips.
Raumr vs Hala for Spar
Round 0/?
Age: Over 1
Size: Large species
Build: Balanced
Skills: Beginner Hunter & Beginner Fighter
Twin peaks lace against her skull as a sneering rumble gave forth. Vocals like venom coating satin seeping out. "No more talk til the end then sir." Eyes watching him closely, waiting for his move as they spoke little to each other.
Hala vs Raumr for Spar
Round 0/3 (if you want)
Age: over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Skills: Beginner Intellectual & Beginner Fighter
Specialty:
speech - voices - stephens voice
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