01-07-2020, 08:12 PM
ARISIDE LANECES
✯ — BABY, YOU'RE SO CLASSIC
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the roar of battle and battle-cries brought the tigress from her recently rebuilt forge, her eyes glowing with the force of a fire building up in her lungs, growing larger with each breath until she felt heat blossom across her pelt, only in specific places. turning her head, the massive tigress would be greeted by flames dancing along her pely harmlessly from the stripes, her nearly black tail ablaze. grinning as she felt the flame, she was pleased to find her paws passed through the flame without harm.
flame welled up her throat at her command, eyes glowing with the great heat burning inside of her body, the blacksmith left her forge with her best sword clutched in her jaws. after the raid on the pitt, she had focused on her forge and her beloved partner. she had been drafting sketches of something to give player, but not that she would admit it.
passing the old woman muttering to herself, kade chuckled, watching her expression turn from anger to realization as kade passed her and forestalled her from entering the fight. finnloch would be needed upon the shore for the injured. avoiding her groupmates, the smith headed for the docks, gaze locked on the ferryman, registering him as the commander here. the water didnt phase her, nor did Mercer or Nemhain attacking the man and the beast lurking in the water.
spreading her jaws in a roar, she threw herself into the battle, racing at a comfortable speed down through the edges of the fighting and across the dock, powerful hindlegs throwing her up into the air and out towards the water. quenching the fires upon her pelt before impact, she closed her eyes as cold dark water sucked her down and pulled at her sword.
kicking her paws, the smith swam upward, roaring as she broke the surface, water steaming from her pelt as the former merc paddled towards the boat and the ferryman aboard it.
flame welled up her throat at her command, eyes glowing with the great heat burning inside of her body, the blacksmith left her forge with her best sword clutched in her jaws. after the raid on the pitt, she had focused on her forge and her beloved partner. she had been drafting sketches of something to give player, but not that she would admit it.
passing the old woman muttering to herself, kade chuckled, watching her expression turn from anger to realization as kade passed her and forestalled her from entering the fight. finnloch would be needed upon the shore for the injured. avoiding her groupmates, the smith headed for the docks, gaze locked on the ferryman, registering him as the commander here. the water didnt phase her, nor did Mercer or Nemhain attacking the man and the beast lurking in the water.
spreading her jaws in a roar, she threw herself into the battle, racing at a comfortable speed down through the edges of the fighting and across the dock, powerful hindlegs throwing her up into the air and out towards the water. quenching the fires upon her pelt before impact, she closed her eyes as cold dark water sucked her down and pulled at her sword.
kicking her paws, the smith swam upward, roaring as she broke the surface, water steaming from her pelt as the former merc paddled towards the boat and the ferryman aboard it.
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