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[center][color=00aeef][h2][i]FENRIR-O[/i][/h2][/color][/center]
[center][h2][i]Master of the Wolf Fang Fist[/i][/h2][/center]

[center][h1]Kami's Lookout[/h1][/center]

[b][i]Interacting With:[/i][/b] [@supertinyking] [@Weird Tales] [@Zerofighter] [@manapool1] (if I missed anyone just let me know)
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Fenrir-O was standing outside of his house, his right triangular ear twitching lightly as he sensed several power levels concentrated at The Lookout in the clouds. The wolf growled softly in his suspicions. It had been awhile since he had sensed any activity up there, and found it worth investigating. Lifting off the ground, the Beastman rocketed into the clouds upon a white tail of ki to surface just above The Lookout edge. Stretching out a footpaw, he stepped onto the platform and approached the gathered group. The first person who he couldn’t help but notice was the clown because…well…he was a clown of all things.

Fenrir-O stared at Dai Kon for a brief moment that may had actually felt longer before he cast his ice-blue eye upon the rest of the group: [color=00aeef]“What are all of you doing here? Trespassing is against the law.”[/color]

The gray wolf carried a mild-mannered tone to his voice. A red cloth that acted as a single suspender draped over his right shoulder connected to the white and red-embroidered shendyt at his hips. His fur was thinnest and lightest on his belly, outlining the wall of brick-like muscle that may have spoken bounds about his fitness level but still not about his strength. On his back, his hair was thickest and stood in a spiked ridge going from between his ears down to the base of his tail. Over his left eye was an eyepatch, guarding it from further incapacitation.

Fenrir-O stood before them with his head slightly bowed and left hand bent with fingers pointed upwards and together. His thumb was curled in toward his palm while his right arm was folded in the small of his back. His right hand balled into a fist.