Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24080120-20140203120532/@comment-7497475-20140203121644

Stomping his way into the arena, Gris looked over the rubble. It was a war zone, debries everywhere. Seeing his opponent, he strode forwards, his footsteps thudding even on the ground here.

"Not very big girl, sure you can take me? I am Gris, you would be?"

Taking Solid Thumper off his back, he hefted it in one hand like it was nothing. Standing ready, but in a non-threatening manner, Gris waited for her reply. Twitching, he rubbed a hand against a tusk, scratching himself before the fight.