Tik toc tik toc (DEATH MATCH)

Staying a good distance away from the cluster fuck of wolves the blood colored woman watches the brawl. Amusement dances upon her facial features, a sly smirk creasing her dark lips. When the call rang out across the lands of Alacritis she couldn't help herself. Death matches were fairy rare, so when one did happen it usually drew a pretty large crowd. Because of that she could spectate without feeling out of place. She didn't know either of the contenders, but from the way it was going it was obvious who the winner would be. Excitement rushes through her veins as the crippled woman falls onto her side. She leans forward on her haunches to get a better look, sharp claws digging into the soft earth anxiously. Her attention does not waver despite the quarrels going on between other spectators, she can't wait to see how this man will play out the killing blow.