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Ahhhhhh I've wanted to do a Snjorrir challenge since I jooooined and NOW HERE WE AAAAARE A Force of Nature : Fire! My lovely boy Kr'venya (from the point of view of Dis and mentioning...another hellraiser >3> *Twilight Zone theme*) I bet fire is a super popular element in this one, but...it had to be done |D

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Even the staunchest hellion could falter, could lose their footing or their way and find themselves suddenly drained of bloodlust, single-bodied where they had been many. A concerted band of berserkers could swiftly turn into a bunch of psychologically suspect red and black wanderers, should they be unlucky.

All but for the mancers.

All but for their mancer.

Dis nudged Vili's shoulder. "Come," she panted. The bloodlust still surged through her, tightening her pupils, her muscles ready to spring back into violent action. The battlefield was a mess of enemies to be slain and the fire-coal bodies of her kindred, two huge intermingled masses on a burning field under a burning sky. But two individuals alone stood apart for her, even during battle. Those she would always see.

Vili was always by her side in battle, matching her stride for stride as they tore into their enemies. She knew how to predict his movements in a way that transcended the battle hivemind of the pack, a way that kept him separate - and for that, somehow closer. Now he snorted, heaving in a breath as his body adjusted to the lack of bloodlust, and turned to look over his shoulder. Dis followed his gaze, already smiling proudly. She knew what she would see.

Kr'venya stood tall upon a rocky platform, mane and tail flying like banners and lit to gold by the fire. Green snake eyes followed the battle unerringly; a fanged jaw opened to bellow orders to one wing of the pack or another as needed. Then all at once, slit pupils rested on them, a slight smile curving around the protruding teeth. Vili stood straighter, his chest swelling and pupils constricting as adrenaline pumped through him once more.

"Just needed a bit of inspiration, is all," he said to her with a grin, nudging her back. And then they were running side by side again, back to the battle, back to their purpose. Dis spared a glance backwards as they ran, just to see their mancer leap down into the fray, teeth flashing in the bloodied moonlight.

They were her two, forever and always.

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Image © me (KanaScott )
Snjorrir breed © orengel
For HARPG's benefit: No refs used.

Description

Ahhhhhh I've wanted to do a Snjorrir challenge since I jooooined and NOW HERE WE AAAAARE A Force of Nature : Fire! My lovely boy Kr'venya (from the point of view of Dis and mentioning...another hellraiser >3> *Twilight Zone theme*) I bet fire is a super popular element in this one, but...it had to be done |D

***

Even the staunchest hellion could falter, could lose their footing or their way and find themselves suddenly drained of bloodlust, single-bodied where they had been many. A concerted band of berserkers could swiftly turn into a bunch of psychologically suspect red and black wanderers, should they be unlucky.

All but for the mancers.

All but for their mancer.

Dis nudged Vili's shoulder. "Come," she panted. The bloodlust still surged through her, tightening her pupils, her muscles ready to spring back into violent action. The battlefield was a mess of enemies to be slain and the fire-coal bodies of her kindred, two huge intermingled masses on a burning field under a burning sky. But two individuals alone stood apart for her, even during battle. Those she would always see.

Vili was always by her side in battle, matching her stride for stride as they tore into their enemies. She knew how to predict his movements in a way that transcended the battle hivemind of the pack, a way that kept him separate - and for that, somehow closer. Now he snorted, heaving in a breath as his body adjusted to the lack of bloodlust, and turned to look over his shoulder. Dis followed his gaze, already smiling proudly. She knew what she would see.

Kr'venya stood tall upon a rocky platform, mane and tail flying like banners and lit to gold by the fire. Green snake eyes followed the battle unerringly; a fanged jaw opened to bellow orders to one wing of the pack or another as needed. Then all at once, slit pupils rested on them, a slight smile curving around the protruding teeth. Vili stood straighter, his chest swelling and pupils constricting as adrenaline pumped through him once more.

"Just needed a bit of inspiration, is all," he said to her with a grin, nudging her back. And then they were running side by side again, back to the battle, back to their purpose. Dis spared a glance backwards as they ran, just to see their mancer leap down into the fray, teeth flashing in the bloodied moonlight.

They were her two, forever and always.

***

Image © me (KanaScott )
Snjorrir breed © orengel
For HARPG's benefit: No refs used.