He was no wolf, that was clear.
But the ones he swore himself to were, and the whole world was...well. Going to shit.
So when he woke to a doorway, the Champion of Seiiki, the sentry of Northfall, rose and made his choice.
All his life, he's been fighting.
Gladiatorial beast, Bodyguard, Champion, Sentry.
It's time to put these massive paws to work once more.
He's missed this, in a way, fighting for his life. The tiger roared and snarled as he leapt into the mass, sinking his claws and fangs into the slime covered creatures and uncaring if he's hurt in the process