11-29-2005, 07:36 PM
EVENT
It was Eighteen who heard him first.
A low, hungry growl. He was completely ignorant of the fact he was about to go toe to toe with the two single strongest fighters on the asteroid. But that didn't matter...they had blood. Edible skin. Dinner.
Raditzu had lept out of the way by the time Dexter the werewolf lept forward towards him, ready to take a chunk of shoulder. He landed gracefully on his four paws, turning back to try again.
(A werewolf is attacking you)