[h1][center][color=orange]Zectoll[/color][/center][/h1]

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[i]Savage Striker[/i]


There before him, sauntering ever closer to his hiding spot, it's large horn jutting proudly from its head, stood his prey. An Alpha Horned rabbit, like the one Lomen had slain. Luck was on his side it seemed. Zectoll's heart began to race as the reality of what he was attempting to do sunk into his mind. The fear in the back of his mind began to surface. This rabbit was quite capable of killing him, piercing his body with it's large horn. He could very well die this day. Before his fear could grab hold of him fully, Zectoll remembered that he had faced Black wolves and lived. Though formidable, slaying this rabbit was not outside of his reach. Zectoll's mind shifted back to the wolf he faced, it's snarling visage a stark imprint in his mind.

He knew that he would have to strike swiftly and with great force, before the rabbit realized what was happening. He recalled the feeling he felt when he struck the wolf in his first hunt, and conjured that sensation once again within himself. Zectoll waited until the Horned rabbit was within the range of his spear, springing forth from his hiding spot with all of his might. His face twisted into a snarl as he attacked the rabbit using [b]Savage strike[/b], his spear aimed at the Alpha's right front flank.