Name: Tundra<br/>Age: 18<br/>Species:  Wolfdralisk<br/>Height: 6'4<br/><br/>In the woods the faint sounds of gun fire echoed, a steady ,tchunk, tchunk tchunk of paintball mortars and paintball guns thundered throughout the forest.  Up ahead, a wooden fortress loomed.  On it were dozens of furs, scales and humans.  In the clearing, a sudden rush of creatures rushed across the clearing, braving the fierce fire by the wall mounted paintball turrets and snipers.  Leading the charge was a body armored wolfdralisk, wielding a blue flag in one arm and a XG36 in the other arm.<br/>"Charge!"  He screamed, and suddenly his paintball mortars spat out smoke grenades, covering the advance.  Suddenly he burst from the smoke, dozens of his fellow team mates surrounded his sides.  They ran t the wall, even as many were shot and screamed 'Out!'  Slamming into the wall, Tundra aimed straight up and sent a burst of paintballs straight up into the dog who aimed down.  Grinning Tundra and his teammates hugged the wall, and slowly moved towards the gate.  Then Tundra froze as off in the distance he saw a large feral husky.<br/>"Holy..."