07-24-2019, 03:56 PM
▶ CONRÍ Ó FAOLÁIN | current track ♪ | engaging. . . | ![[Image: zgR219p.png]](https://i.imgur.com/zgR219p.png)
Most sheltered youth lacked true combat abilities. Under the inspiration of a soldier uncle, the young dire wolf spent a great deal of his time mastering how to fight. A for-sure hero in the making. When the smell of smoke invaded the faerie's senses, he tensed and turned in the direction of the observatory. Golden eyes quickly narrowed and white paws began racing towards the commotion. A real battle inspired by the flames. An attack on Elysium.
Conri paced on the outskirts of the fighting, low to the ground as he measured up the Pittians present. The fox seemed to find himself with a massive target - he's their commander - while a hell hound fought against Killua. Tena and Rin got him, he decided, without a doubt in his mind. Consequently, he set his sights on the hell hound.
The faerie prince nodded to himself, then rushed forward at Fourthwall, intending to harshly slam himself into the hound's side. Hardly a fully-sized dire wolf, he did not expect to push him terribly far, but catch him off guard while he focused on Killua. If successful, he would slam his claws down the Pittian's side.
[align=right]— you will remember me for centuries
Most sheltered youth lacked true combat abilities. Under the inspiration of a soldier uncle, the young dire wolf spent a great deal of his time mastering how to fight. A for-sure hero in the making. When the smell of smoke invaded the faerie's senses, he tensed and turned in the direction of the observatory. Golden eyes quickly narrowed and white paws began racing towards the commotion. A real battle inspired by the flames. An attack on Elysium.
Conri paced on the outskirts of the fighting, low to the ground as he measured up the Pittians present. The fox seemed to find himself with a massive target - he's their commander - while a hell hound fought against Killua. Tena and Rin got him, he decided, without a doubt in his mind. Consequently, he set his sights on the hell hound.
The faerie prince nodded to himself, then rushed forward at Fourthwall, intending to harshly slam himself into the hound's side. Hardly a fully-sized dire wolf, he did not expect to push him terribly far, but catch him off guard while he focused on Killua. If successful, he would slam his claws down the Pittian's side.
[align=right]— you will remember me for centuries
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｢ IF MY ARMOR BREAKS I'LL FUSE IT BACK TOGETHER ｣
battle symphony, please just don't give up on me
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