Bearclaw Valley Clash of kings

attack rolled: 20 LOL crit hit

Cole watched Tvar with a steady gaze, his lips twitching into a faint smirk at the taunt. Without a word, he adjusted his stance, paws shifting subtly to spread his weight evenly over the snow-dusted ground. The air between them was charged, the kind of energy that only came with the promise of a fight.

Cole moved first, his powerful frame surging forward with a speed that betrayed his size. He aimed low, his shoulder dipping as he attempted to ram into Tvar’s side, testing his balance and reaction time. It wasn’t a reckless charge; there was precision in the way he moved, calculating the angles, watching for the slightest shift in Tvar’s stance.

The snow crunched beneath his paws as he braced himself, ready to pivot or counter depending on how Tvar met his initial assault. Cole’s muscles tensed, his breath misting in the cold air, but his eyes remained locked on his opponent, waiting to see how Tvar would respond.