Recent content by Orion Bloodtooth IV

Orion, still holding onto tooth and nursing his jaw, promptly stepped out from between Tox and Falun. He wanted no part of what was about to come, and was more concerned with locating a doctor… or was it a dentist? “Ow….” He muttered.

Orion looked between Falun and Tanya, oblivious to the obvious history they had. His head was still spinning, and he was still trying to stop the bleeding on his gums. "Well, a beast can work two jobs, can't they?"

Orion was cradling his ruby fang and massaging his jaw, silently contemplating the wisdom Orion imparted on him. He turned in surprise as he heard Tanya's voice, and went to speak, only for some blood to spill from between his lips. "Agh-!" Meanwhile, back at the ring, a deathly quiet had...

Orion didn't know when he fell. Stars danced in his eyes, and his ears were ringing. The only thing that brought him back to reality was the sight of the golden fox holding- The Bloodtooth. His paw shot out and snatched the fang back. It had been his father's. His father's father's. His...

Orion grunted. He wasn’t able to stop the punches that quickly. He took the gut punches with a grunt, stumbling back. He blocked the blows to his ears, but he left his chin exposed, allowing Falun to deliver the uppercut with vicious efficiency. He was thrown back, slamming into the metal cage...

Orion didn't dodge. He threw up his arm, blocking Falun's strike and absorbing the blow, before he came around with his free arm, landing a hit squarely on the golden fox's snout. He then leaped back, holding his arms up and glaring from between them. He couldn't get a read on this guy, other...

The crowd surrounding Falun stepped back with a mix of reverence and dread. The cheers died away to mere mutters and whispers. Every beast knew of Falun. Unfortunately for Orion, he didn't. He spat a thick glob of blood onto the floor, and he motioned with his head for Falun to enter the ring...

At this point, the stoat had grabbed Orion by a scruff of fur around his neck, and was repeatedly punching him in the muzzle. “YOU! WILL! GIVE! ME! THAT! RUBY!” He snarled, annunciating each word by slamming his fist into Orion’s jaw. He seemed to be obsessed over it. The ruby canine, that...

The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club. The second rule of Fight Club is: you DO NOT talk about Fight Club! Third rule of Fight Club: if someone yells “Stop!”, goes limp, or taps out, the fight is over. Fourth rule: only two guys to a fight. Fifth rule: one fight at a...

Orion had stayed back as the rest of the new recruits were lead away. He was still leaning over the railing, looking wistfully down at the waters below. His mind wandered, going back to the times were he had gone fishing with his father. These waters were much more amicable compared to the...

Orion held his paws up in defense. "A'right, I hear ye loud 'n' clear, Ma'rm, no more jokin' about." Though- as Cryle started to actually SING her questions, he struggled to control himself, cracking a grin and biting his lip. "Oh Hell's Teeth-" He snickered, taking a step away, turning and...

Orion sighed heavily. "No... I don't think any of us need ter wear bells. 'Cept fer you." He grinned and loomed over the rat. "Hells, yer so tiny that ye might need ter wear one round the neck, little lady. Wouldn't want ter accidentally step on ya, after all." If this rat was going to be so...

Orion looked over at this newcomer with an eyebrow raised. "Aye, knowin' how ter fight is good 'n' all, but I believe ye fergot der part where yer supposed to tell us yer name, mate." Not that it mattered to Orion anyways. Most beasts names went in one ear and out the other. He couldn't even...

Orion listened with... little to no interest to the entire spiel, an eyebrow raised. When finally Cryle stopped speaking did he decide to speak up himself. "I like fishin'... I like cookin'. I don't know me numbers or letters that well but readin' is interestin... sometimes. Mother cared for it...

The city was far too… large… for Orion’s liking. Already he missed the little fishing village of Petroa. His home. But Orion shook away those thoughts. He was out on his own now. He needed to prove his worth. Stepping forward, Orion didn’t bother with a fancy salute or standing up straight and...