Three Thousand Club
Grail S. Harrison-011-Alpha Male-Human FormWhatever it had been that he spotted must have shifted at some point for pawsteps became footsteps and he got the subtle scent of human mixed with wolf. Grail shifted his weight on his feet as he waited, listening to the sound of footsteps coming closer as he watched the desert, crossing his arms over his chest as he waited for the figure to make an appearance. It was too early to act, rushing headlong into an unknown situation could get them killed if it were a trap and he was not certain how prepared this pair of women were to kill and fight despite saying more or less they would do so to the contrary. With his sprained ankle, Grail was well aware it was a liability but climbing down took too long in his opinion. Being only a few miles out from the facility, Grail surveyed the pair, noting Mazikeen remained in her wolf form.
“This needs to be quick and precise, this potential experiment can blend with their surroundings. If you can knock it on it’s back and go for the stomach or throat. You should know this if you fought in the fight rooms or arena. Hobble it by going for its ankles, if you can get two or three broken it will go down and you can go for the kill.
“Use the water to your advantage if possible by luring it in and combining your weight to drown it. You,” Grail spoke to Alana, “might be able to with your coat.” With instructions given, Grail fell silent as he waited for the stranger to appear and, by the sound of it, was growing closer. His wolf was in agreement to defend the pair of females they had “won” and to defend their own lives. Grail gave a mental shake of his head, telling his wolf to focus more on the fight that may or may not be coming and they could not claim every female, nor would he be like some of the guards, 020 or 025 from his childhood and adolescence.
(OOC: Going to wait for Carmine’s arrival)
Serenity McKinnon-095-Human FormNeither combatant was in wolf form, instead they fought as humans. One tried backing another into a wall but the one being backed up refused and fought back. She hadn’t noticed right away but as she loooed around, before getting a cuff on the back of her head from Ash, that every lupine seemed to have a guard with them. Turning her eyes back to the arena below them, she tried to piece what she remembered from a documentary she had seen on Ancient Rome.
Exotic animals killing each other...gladiators fighting for their lives....no wonder the guards and staff enjoyed this. She was glad there were only fights here and tried to focus on the attacks and participants, not recognizing one of the combatants but rembering the one from the few times she had seen him with that woman at meal times. Mouse paid enough attention to know which ones to dread fighting against and which ones had some sense of humanity left in them. The one with dark hair that looked like he had fought before must be new and she felt a sting of pity for him but she felt that way about all newcomers unless they joined voluntarily which she couldn’t figure out, though she had done the same. Mouse hoped the fight would be over soon though she did not look forward to the changes in schedule or her possible punishment and selfishly hoped the fight would last a while.
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