Forward we March!
Syndicate Raid!
Basilisk
Warlord
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
Bloodletter
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
924
924
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
05-20-2024, 04:25 PM
Basilisk led his wolves to the territory of the Syndicate. As Sirius had done so many times before him in raids against other packs. This was his chance to prove himself, and for his warriors to prove themselves. He intended to take this chance to see how they fought, both alone and as a unit.
When they arrived at the Polar Sound, he raised his head and let out a fierce battle cry. One that echoed across the deep walls of the territory. The behemoth of a wolf picked up speed, charging ahead as he led the way to see what challenge awaited them ahead.
As his Consort, Ignita can enter any of his threads without warning
05-20-2024, 05:08 PM
The skinny white healer with polar bear attire followed the Warlord eagerly, keeping pace with the others easily. He had trained for this! His first raid! He never even thought he could get this far! Excitement and pride shivered through every fiber of his sinew. His pads itched over the snow as they grew closer and closer.
As Basilisk raised his head to call out his battle cry, Oleander, caught up in the energy, sang out as well! He wagged his white tail and he reached out his long legs to grip the snow as he charged behind his titanic leader. He was ready!
"Speech"
As Basilisk raised his head to call out his battle cry, Oleander, caught up in the energy, sang out as well! He wagged his white tail and he reached out his long legs to grip the snow as he charged behind his titanic leader. He was ready!
Wylan
Heir Apparent
Master Fighter (300)
Master Intellectual (250)
Marauder
Professor
age
1 Year
1 Year
gender
Male
Male
gems
20
20
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
05-20-2024, 05:18 PM
Wylan surged ahead with Basilisk and Hazel did. Caught up in the moment as his two alphas let out a synchronised howl. He let out a bark himself. Not joining in exactly, just too excited to contain himself. The yearling stretched out his wings and raced into Syndicate territory. Where were they?
He let out another bark, this time it was a little bit of a battle cry. His miniature polar bear raced along at his paws. Showing surprising speed for something so round. He could sense more than see that his brother and his father were near him. Among the many other wolves of the Armada that had come to this showing.
As his 'companion' Krakarak may enter any of Wylan's threads without warning
05-20-2024, 05:21 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-20-2024, 05:38 PM by Aurelia. Edited 1 time in total.)
Tension radiated from Aurelia like heat from an inferno, each muscle in her lithe body strung taut with anticipation. Her cyan eyes were hard as stone, a frigid winter storm raged within them, fixed unblinkingly upon the approaching figures of the rival pack. The scent of impending conflict was a sharp tang in the air, mingling with the dank smell of lichen and the salty tang of seawater. Her pulse thrummed a wild rhythm in her ears, drowning out the sound of water crashing against the rocky shores.
With a swift movement, she clambered onto a rocky promontory jutting out over the inlet, her claws scraping against the slate as she sought traction. There, silhouetted against the harsh winter sky, the icy blue and charcoal of her coat stood out starkly against the swirling white. The wind howled around her, tugging at her fur and nipping at her skin beneath, yet she remained rooted in place until she saw her opportunity.
There was no hesitation, Aurelia lunged for the rosy-tinted woman. Jaws splayed ready to try and clamp down on Hazel's shoulder. Her morning sickness had made her feel weak and nauseous, but now, in this moment of adrenaline and necessity, she felt nothing sounded better than the taste of a little blood.
Aurelia vs Hazel for Dominance
Round: 1/1
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Dagger
Companion 1: Eurasian Magpie, Female - Flying
Companion 2: 18" long, female Annellated Coral Snake - Battle
Skills: Master Intellectual & Master Healer
Specialty: N/A
"Aurelia Veratti"
With a swift movement, she clambered onto a rocky promontory jutting out over the inlet, her claws scraping against the slate as she sought traction. There, silhouetted against the harsh winter sky, the icy blue and charcoal of her coat stood out starkly against the swirling white. The wind howled around her, tugging at her fur and nipping at her skin beneath, yet she remained rooted in place until she saw her opportunity.
There was no hesitation, Aurelia lunged for the rosy-tinted woman. Jaws splayed ready to try and clamp down on Hazel's shoulder. Her morning sickness had made her feel weak and nauseous, but now, in this moment of adrenaline and necessity, she felt nothing sounded better than the taste of a little blood.
Round: 1/1
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Dagger
Companion 1: Eurasian Magpie, Female - Flying
Companion 2: 18" long, female Annellated Coral Snake - Battle
Skills: Master Intellectual & Master Healer
Specialty: N/A
"Aurelia Veratti"
05-20-2024, 05:43 PM
Hazel vs Aurelia for dominance
Round 1/1
Age: over 1
Size: Large
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Porcupine quill cape
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather Breastplate
Companion 1: Red Panda, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Hawk, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Crystal fangs - Offensive
Skills: Master Intellectual & Master Fighter
Specialty: Bard
Mortis
Lieutenant
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
age
6 Years
6 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
48
48
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
05-20-2024, 05:57 PM
Aresenn watched from the shadows as the Armada wolves entered Syndicate territory, his chilled amber gaze scanning over the group. Though he'd helped to arrange this raid, it was still enough to drive his adrenaline to spike. He immediately saw the behemoth warlord among those who had arrived first. Perhaps he would have the opportunity to have a conversation with the man before this was all said and done. But that was a fight for their Sultan. Not himself. He was a little surprised to see Aurelia already engaging someone- another woman. But he certainly wouldn’t complain. He described their group to the Armada as a bunch of hot-heads. He didn’t want to disappoint with false advertising.
His attention rotated to another big brute- one endowed with a set of wings no less. Where the hell they had come up with that thing, he wasn’t entirely sure. But he would take the challenge. Rolling his shoulders, he stepped out from the cover of the shrubs, his every step a calculated move of confidence and raw power. The field was alive, buzzing with the anticipation of the impending clash, a battle of wills that Aresenn was more than ready to participate in. His gaze locked onto Mortis, a grim smile tugging at the corners of his muzzle as he made his way towards the winged brute.
His voice was rich and deep when he spoke first, "Looks like a bloody circus came to town." And with that, Aresenn threw himself into the fight with a surge of energy, his muscles flexing as attempted to leverage an advantage out of his slightly smaller stature. With open splayed jaws, he lunged, aiming to clamp them onto Mortis's wing joint. He wasn’t entirely sure how sensitive of a spot that might be. But felt it was worth a shot.
Aresenn vs Mortis for Dominance.
Round: 1/1
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Dagger and Sheath
Defensive Battle Accessory: Bear Leather Bracers
Companion 1: Red-tailed Hawk, Male, Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Juggernaut
"Aresenn Praetor"
His attention rotated to another big brute- one endowed with a set of wings no less. Where the hell they had come up with that thing, he wasn’t entirely sure. But he would take the challenge. Rolling his shoulders, he stepped out from the cover of the shrubs, his every step a calculated move of confidence and raw power. The field was alive, buzzing with the anticipation of the impending clash, a battle of wills that Aresenn was more than ready to participate in. His gaze locked onto Mortis, a grim smile tugging at the corners of his muzzle as he made his way towards the winged brute.
His voice was rich and deep when he spoke first, "Looks like a bloody circus came to town." And with that, Aresenn threw himself into the fight with a surge of energy, his muscles flexing as attempted to leverage an advantage out of his slightly smaller stature. With open splayed jaws, he lunged, aiming to clamp them onto Mortis's wing joint. He wasn’t entirely sure how sensitive of a spot that might be. But felt it was worth a shot.
Round: 1/1
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Dagger and Sheath
Defensive Battle Accessory: Bear Leather Bracers
Companion 1: Red-tailed Hawk, Male, Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Juggernaut
"Aresenn Praetor"
05-20-2024, 06:42 PM
The raid is not unexpected for the Syndicate and Ezekiel had spent much of his time carefully oiling and readying his armor. When the booming challenge reaches his ears, a crazed grin splits his maw and he quickly slips on his chest piece before attaching the scabbard of his dagger to it. With long, distance devouring strides, he launches toward the battlefield, duel-toned eyes wild with excitement as he seeks an opponent.
A pale young male catches his eyes and he smirks to himself while aiming toward the softer looking man without slowing down. Snarling as he nears the wolf, Ezekiel aims to try and slam his bone-spiked chest into the other male’s chest, knowing it won’t do severe damage since this was what they were calling, a ‘friendly’ raid. To him, that still means spilling blood.
As they meet, Zeke also aims a bite toward the younger man’s face, seeking to try and open a small-ish wound upon his cheek. This was friendly… right?
Ezekiel vs Oleander for Dominance (Raid)
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Dagger with Scabbard
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather Chest Armor
Skills: Expert Fighter & Expert Hunter
Specialty: N/A
Mortis
Lieutenant
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
age
6 Years
6 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
48
48
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
05-20-2024, 07:00 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-20-2024, 07:01 PM by Mortis. Edited 1 time in total.)