Thunderscale Dragon Otter
"WHO. DID. THIS?!," the beast half shouted and half growled as she looked over her injured children.
As rage billowed in her heart like storm clouds, lightning flickering across her skin as a clear indicator of her fury, the sound of a bellowing roar caught her attention.
"ANOTHER. FATTIE? WAIT..."
The strange otter beast proceeded to crouch over the crumbled forms of her kits, and take a deep, deep breath.
"SCENT. OF. WIND. AND. FLAME. REVENGE. SHALL. BE. MINE!"
Once she had confirmed the energies, the otter beast surged forward as the faint shadow of an even grander beast eclipsed her form...
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<Welp, looks like this combat scenario is about to wrap up nicely.>
=Good to hear...=
<Just in time too. I do believe our lord will be setting up camp near a spot known as the Moon-touched Lovers Moor, place chock full of romantic vibes!>
=Really?=