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[h2][color=orange]Damon Fawkes[/color][/h2]
Location: side room
Tattoo count: 1 wolf
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Damon nodded at dean and started working on just breathing. Everything was fine...pretend magneto wasn’t out there. The wolf snorted and he sighed doing his best to remain calm. He looked at dean [color=orange]”Thank you...and uh...kind of my fault for being the silent type all the time”[/color] he ran a hand through his hair [color=orange]”Im....sorry just hard to remain calm with someone like magneto out there”[/color] he put a hand on the wolf’s head an direction sighed focusing on being calm again.

Damon looked up when he heard the crash the wolf letting out a snarl. [color=orange]”no promises”[/color] he gave a half hearted smile and watched dean leave before looking at the wolf then his arm. [color=orange]”Okay here’s the plan. If that door opens reveling an enemy we attack. If we hear panic screaming we go out there. That means you as well” [/color] he glanced at his arm and saw the excited glint from the dragon. Bad idea? Probably but there were others out there more important then him.

Damon exhaled and stood slowly positioning his bow his wolf standing in front of him and began allowing the dragon out. It would take a bit longer then any other tattoo being that it was larger and not technically a real beast. But he had to start it now when he was calm if he hoped for a small amount of control on it. He winced as a claw then the rest of the taloned paw cane out.