CONRÍ Ó FAOLÁIN - male - dire wolf - tags - penned by pluto
The youth approached the battlefield with his fellow Elysites. The boy playing soldier would finally see his first real fight. Of course, he understood a fight was the last option. They were trying to convince the Pitt to surrender first. Strategically, the Pitt's best move would be to surrender. As outnumbered as they were, the bloodshed would simply be an unnecessary delay of their defeat.
The wolf huffed quietly as he stood strong and patient. Only his ears flicked back as twice, aggressive moves were made. One in retribution towards a worded threat and the other an attack from the sky. Both belonged to the allied's side. Damn it.
So much for being true to their word, huh. He grit his teeth and squared his shoulders.
Attacking: no one
The wolf huffed quietly as he stood strong and patient. Only his ears flicked back as twice, aggressive moves were made. One in retribution towards a worded threat and the other an attack from the sky. Both belonged to the allied's side. Damn it.
So much for being true to their word, huh. He grit his teeth and squared his shoulders.
Attacking: no one
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「 IF MY ARMOR BREAKS I'LL FUSE IT BACK TOGETHER 」
battle symphony, please just don't give up on me
[div style="font-size:8pt;line-height:1.2;font-family:arial;letter-spacing:.1px;margin-top:-3px;margin-bottom:5px;"]conrí ó faoláin. fae squad. soldier boy. elysium. information.