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Stalking around the Frozen Arch the night colored brute stopped, white featherd hoof pawing at the ground impatiently. Lifting his head he scented the air, nostrils flaring with cold. Scents were hard to pick up here, and it seemed he was alone. Grunting Archibald rolled his shoulders back and turned on his heels, letting a long, cutting neigh rip from his throat as a challenge to any that were near him. Fight me, those that claim to be of brave heart. Starting his walk Archibald moved in wavering circles, going back and forth from a trot to a walk. His monstrous appearance was brightened by the rippling muscles beneath his dark flesh. Golden yellow eyes hardened, waiting for his opponent.
Archibald let his head lower to the ground and back up again, nose pushing Loretta to stand off to the side. The malamute was itching, too, she fed off of Archibald's violent heat and barked in excitement. She was learning and growing even at six months of age. He enjoyed having her, and enjoyed that his brothers were gaining companions as well. They would do the clan well.
[Word Count: 305 | Archibald is itching for a fight. This thread is planned for Leyra. It is set in the Frozen Arch, in the middle of the day. The tundra is dry and hard with minimal ice or snow near where the battle will take place. The cold will affect their breath and stamina, so let's keep this at three(3) attack posts with a closing defense. With Leyra's lack of magic or companions we will say no to Archibald using his.
I am up for a little bit of aggressive banter in the beginning before they fight if you want to, to get the tension up. ^_^]
