Nirvana could feel it. Something strange was building up inside her, a need. A desire. It would consume her in time, it would consume her eventually. She had needs. She had dire, dire needs. The need to sink her teeth into something, into anything. To rip. To bite. To rend flesh from bone. She needed it desperately, though she wouldn’t dare show that desperation. Not to anyone. No. It was only for her to be, and her to know.

To the battlefield she crossed, letting go a sharp call. A spar. All she could do was to ask for a spar and sink her teeth into whatever came her way. It would be enough to settle the hunger that grew within her, it would be enough for now. It had to be. It had to be enough. There was no telling exactly what Nirvana would do within that spar, no. The only certainty is that she was nearly feral in all things, and in this especially.


"Nirvana"

Nirvana vs (opponent) for spar
Round 0/?
Age: over 1
Size: Large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Punch dagger gauntlets
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Beginner Navigator

Finan hadn't been to the battlefield in ages. The last time had been with his uncle who had gone off his own way some time ago. The youth had gotten used to being a loner, though he didn't particularly like it if he was honest with himself. Maybe soon he'd go find out what the packs had to offer...but for now, a spar to see how much more he needed to learn. It just so happened that he heard a call for one as he wandered around the field. Seeking it out, it didn't take long for him to find the voice of it. A stranger to him of course. He didn't really know anyone. "I'll fight ye" He wasn't out for blood or anything violent. Simple and clean is what he was here for today.