Fridgar crossed his arms the sword was a pretty good idea in all fairness, but Frid couldn't much aim light objects. He scratched his chin. "Hmm... Maybe, but I'm a crap aim." He confessed, blunt. His eyes turned to xander, looking him up and down without moving his head. "I've got a better idea. I'm gonna use some magic, you probably won’t be able to see much of the detail, but I'll get taller, broader, stronger and really hairy. Oh, I won’t be able to speak much either, okay? Just, don't freak out." Fridgar quickened his ether, his first unleash for the day in preparation. "Oh yeah, and I'd appreciate not making eye contact." He warned before initiating the transformation.
In the shadows, Xander could see his body grow massively in height, standing eight and a half feet tall and broadening significantly. In truth, he'd blended the bear and Fridgar totems to make his signature were-bear. He stood eight and a half feet tall, covered with a thick pelt of fur and wore a thick skin that worked for both keeping him warm and protection against slashing and some impact attacks. His musculature, that too amplified significantly, a monstrously hulking beast that could undoubtedly crush a human skull with a single massive clawed digit. "Aerrrrrnnn Fawwwrrrr Brrrawrrrryy" The beast spoke, facing Xander but avoiding eye contact. It would be tragic if he triggered the beast. He'd tried to say 'Aim For Body' but speaking was difficult when your mouth and vocal cords have been blended with a wild animals, a bear of all things.
He shrugged, Xander would figure it out. Gently, he took hold of Xander by the waist "Rrrrrrerry?" He asked before it occurred to him that he might not have spoken his plan to Xander in a way that he would understand. Again, Xander would figure it out, he was a smart guy... he hoped. After Xander's response, whatever it had been, he'd hold onto the man with one hand, extending his grip all the way back readying for an overarm throw. With his other hand, he aimed as if to follow through. Then, with one swift exertion of force, he'd thrown his body forward with his arm travelling overhead, releasing Xander and sending him flying for the sleeping Volareon.
Whether he stabbed it or not, it would have been knocked from the tree at his sudden collision in a startled squawk. Failing to take off, it would fall to the floor and have a heavy foot hold its wing in place. Provided Xander didn't grab hold of the branch, he'd fall straight into the man-bears waiting arms. "Shiiiirrrk" he'd declared before letting the human down. He reached over, maintaining his hold on the creature's wing while it scrambled frantically, only to be swiftly silenced with the sharp 180 degree turn of its head by Fridgar's paws.
Provided The human hadn't made eye contact, he'd turn back into a Lothar with a second unleash. He looked to Xander with a smile "That was awesome! Well done, dude!" He congratulated. "Say, why don't you drag the beasty? I'll show you the right form." Fridgar positioned himself at the front of the beast and lowered into a squat, keeping his back straight, he leaned back and utilised his eight, pressing into the soil by his heels and keeping a light bend in his knees. His stance was wide and his head was parallel He pressed by fully extending his legs and leaving into the pull. "Alright, now you give it a try. make sure you keep your back straight and your stance wide or you might hurt yourself." Fridgar instructed, taking his position behind the creature. Xander wouldn't be able to drag the creature by himself, in all likeliness, Fridgar would aid with a gentle press of his foot every so often, but he wanted Xander to exert himself in this exercise.
In the shadows, Xander could see his body grow massively in height, standing eight and a half feet tall and broadening significantly. In truth, he'd blended the bear and Fridgar totems to make his signature were-bear. He stood eight and a half feet tall, covered with a thick pelt of fur and wore a thick skin that worked for both keeping him warm and protection against slashing and some impact attacks. His musculature, that too amplified significantly, a monstrously hulking beast that could undoubtedly crush a human skull with a single massive clawed digit. "Aerrrrrnnn Fawwwrrrr Brrrawrrrryy" The beast spoke, facing Xander but avoiding eye contact. It would be tragic if he triggered the beast. He'd tried to say 'Aim For Body' but speaking was difficult when your mouth and vocal cords have been blended with a wild animals, a bear of all things.
He shrugged, Xander would figure it out. Gently, he took hold of Xander by the waist "Rrrrrrerry?" He asked before it occurred to him that he might not have spoken his plan to Xander in a way that he would understand. Again, Xander would figure it out, he was a smart guy... he hoped. After Xander's response, whatever it had been, he'd hold onto the man with one hand, extending his grip all the way back readying for an overarm throw. With his other hand, he aimed as if to follow through. Then, with one swift exertion of force, he'd thrown his body forward with his arm travelling overhead, releasing Xander and sending him flying for the sleeping Volareon.
Whether he stabbed it or not, it would have been knocked from the tree at his sudden collision in a startled squawk. Failing to take off, it would fall to the floor and have a heavy foot hold its wing in place. Provided Xander didn't grab hold of the branch, he'd fall straight into the man-bears waiting arms. "Shiiiirrrk" he'd declared before letting the human down. He reached over, maintaining his hold on the creature's wing while it scrambled frantically, only to be swiftly silenced with the sharp 180 degree turn of its head by Fridgar's paws.
Provided The human hadn't made eye contact, he'd turn back into a Lothar with a second unleash. He looked to Xander with a smile "That was awesome! Well done, dude!" He congratulated. "Say, why don't you drag the beasty? I'll show you the right form." Fridgar positioned himself at the front of the beast and lowered into a squat, keeping his back straight, he leaned back and utilised his eight, pressing into the soil by his heels and keeping a light bend in his knees. His stance was wide and his head was parallel He pressed by fully extending his legs and leaving into the pull. "Alright, now you give it a try. make sure you keep your back straight and your stance wide or you might hurt yourself." Fridgar instructed, taking his position behind the creature. Xander wouldn't be able to drag the creature by himself, in all likeliness, Fridgar would aid with a gentle press of his foot every so often, but he wanted Xander to exert himself in this exercise.
