[[Just going to go with this! I've double checked and there certainly appears to be room on purple for one more. I'd be tempted to go with a yordle to satiate Shyvana to kick things off, but that just wouldn't be right! By the way, I call dibs on the jungle ]]<br/><br/>The tan, mangy coated hyena known only as Warwick pulled his slathering lips back into a cruel snarl, eyes aflame with excitement as he prowled the forest greenery. A short decisive glance over his shoulder securing his decision to take to the jungle, eying his to be team mates as the dawdled at the Noxion base, clad with it's purple livery. He had no time to waste with idle conversation, this was not his first time on the fields of justice, infact, this was his second match of the day. His former did not go so well, spending  great deal of time under the verbal harassment of his allies for spending far to much time in the stomach of a rather deadly assassin, clad with an arm mounted crossbow... now that he thought about it, it didn't make sense that the Demacians had access to such potent shrinking agents, but oh well, no time like the present! He missed breakfast, and hunger was catching up!<br/>Bringing his nose up to the heavens, he sniffed, here, there, yes, there was battle nearby!<br/>Creeping effortlessly from bush to bush, the were-hyena approached the top-most lane, eying a bloody melee beginning between an ironclad woman and both colours of the waring factions reflected on the backs of their host minions. "Time... to hunt.." His voice was deep, guttural, as if he had a throat full of sores and blisters. There was time for playing, and there was time for hunting. He was going to need to come at this one with something extra, with every intention of ending it quickly. Eager, or Efficient? Warwick was not known for his ability to think before acting.