Quasar slipped through the battlefield, dodging fighting foes and swipes. His pastel neon colors drew fighters to him like moths to a flame, but the sparkledoggo tried to head Rhinestonestar’s words. Don’t attack the Typhoon, unless necessary. Support other PalmClanners and AE. Easier said than done, really, when animals screamed in pain and elemental attacks burst from every direction.
In the throes of war, Medusa struggled against a larger opponent, and Quasar immediately changed direction to assist her. He recognized the Tanglewoods scent on the cheetah, vaguely, but the dim lighting and overwhelming sensory input from the violence drowned it out. Besides, Medusa was fighting her, right? So this cheetah must be an enemy, Tanglewood or no—it wasn’t like the Tanglewoods were actually a part of the Condemned, so how was he to know she fought for his side?
The apprentice lunged at Elsweyr’s hind legs, attempting to sink his teeth in one of her thin legs. He hoped to avoid her teeth and front paws by staying out of her strike zone. Sparks zipped between his yellow ears, but he couldn’t concentrate enough to fire an electrical attack. This frustrated the apprentice, which obviously didn’t help him harness his powers any better. Quasar, still a growing Germah shepherd, wasn’t nearly as tall as his cheetah opponent. But neither was Medusa, and he thought it best to support the snake-cat hybrid.
[member=16541]ELSWEYR[/member]
can't let the hands of time enslave us.
that's not how i'll go!
like the men we are
that's not how i'll go!
————— ⬆ ————— pharaoh — dating kole — descendants of the departed ————— ⬇ —————
these memories fade to stardust, let's brave the world like the men we are