~Funny thing about higari: not many people are ballsy enough to punch them in the face. Scared of the immediate reaction. Getting into a fight with someone who weighs close to a ton. Hashi himself sure as hell knew no one would try and clock him in the face when he could easily curb stomp their ass. But this little tissy he was having with these mercs out in the fields...
He wiped the blood from his snout. Yeah, calfi`ta was going first. Metallic bastard must've broke something. Then his drakk friends. The higari looked easy to deal with afterwards. Hashi pushed himself up on his lance, snarling as he faced the five. Make this quick, he could hear Kal telling him. But Kal wasn't here. And Hashi planned to make a point.
"Alright, fuck heads," the behemoth growled, twirling his lance. "Who wants to go first?"~

Guess I can do decent ish backgrounds XD