Rolling 1d5: 5
Skill: 「 - 」
Viola had wanted to be like Bella, joining in the adults fighting party. She had expected to just be playing with her sister, but the girl soon learned that it would not just be them. There were other children, ones that they would be “fighting”. It was exciting! She’d never seen other pups before, especially ones that looked like these ones. As she stood across the small area from her “opponent”, amber eyes sparked with admiration and excitement as she looked at the other’s red marks. Oh, she was pretty! And tall!
Viola couldn’t refrain from wagging her tail quickly, ears pinning back as she anxiously licked at her nose. She got to play with this pretty red wolf and Bella also got to play with a new friend too. The whole trip was so long and tiring, but she was so happy to be there with them all. Maybe they could all be friends? Maybe they could have fighting parties again? It was all so exciting!
Blue paws shifted, her weight teetering as she thought of her father and uncle, they were both super strong and good at fighting, weren’t they? Should she act like them? Viola crouched slightly, her tail lifting above her back as a small, squeaky growl slipped out. She was doing her best, but the whole Big Bad Wolf look didn’t really suit her, but she was trying!
Bolting into a run, Viola leapt to tackle the other, her teeth currently sheathed and unused. Maybe she didn’t have to bite? Maybe she could just wrestle with her?
Viola had wanted to be like Bella, joining in the adults fighting party. She had expected to just be playing with her sister, but the girl soon learned that it would not just be them. There were other children, ones that they would be “fighting”. It was exciting! She’d never seen other pups before, especially ones that looked like these ones. As she stood across the small area from her “opponent”, amber eyes sparked with admiration and excitement as she looked at the other’s red marks. Oh, she was pretty! And tall!
Viola couldn’t refrain from wagging her tail quickly, ears pinning back as she anxiously licked at her nose. She got to play with this pretty red wolf and Bella also got to play with a new friend too. The whole trip was so long and tiring, but she was so happy to be there with them all. Maybe they could all be friends? Maybe they could have fighting parties again? It was all so exciting!
Blue paws shifted, her weight teetering as she thought of her father and uncle, they were both super strong and good at fighting, weren’t they? Should she act like them? Viola crouched slightly, her tail lifting above her back as a small, squeaky growl slipped out. She was doing her best, but the whole Big Bad Wolf look didn’t really suit her, but she was trying!
Bolting into a run, Viola leapt to tackle the other, her teeth currently sheathed and unused. Maybe she didn’t have to bite? Maybe she could just wrestle with her?