Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20190421164848/@comment-38998054-20190502115211

"Then you're head is mine." The Vaewolf stated bursting into a flock of intangible bats and swirled around the Khajiit. His intent was to block his vision or disorient him enough not to see the random strike that was about to take place.

After quite a few rotations, The Vaewolf's arm partially formed with a blood moon claw crasging into the vack of the Khajiit.