Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20151203070434/@comment-13593058-20151211045619

Heart did not even bother to draw her sword before entering the fray. Her fists burled into the bone-like masks of the predators which crushed their dark skulls.

It was a large pack, rarely spotted and not easily concieved. Their numbers ranged to about thirty-six.

Well, thirty-five now, but these wolves were different on a certain level.

"You can't take them down with clones!" Heart protested before witnessing two of Piper's clones infront of her recieve hits and disappear. Heart responded with a mid-air double spin kick which destroyed the diaphragms of two separate Beowulfs approaching from from opposite directions. "They were my wolves," she explained, "I let trained on them as a kid without killing them, they're not your average cannon fodder."