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VIANNI vs. LUCIFER for DOMINANCE
Round: 0/4 (issued challenge)
Height: 36 "
Build: Medium
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She watches him carefully, watching his face morph to a deadly rage as she stood and snarled her defiance at him. His dominant posture only created a further stubbornness from her, the madness from her mother's blood seeping into her system as her pupils dilated and her own lips peeled to reveal her weapons as he exposed his. Every hair along her spine raised and the base of her tail fluffed, her ears slid forward in dominant anger as she widened her stance and lowered her head. He challenged her, and the blood in her veins burned her into response. Adrenaline flooded her body, causing her muscles to quake, the hellish woman reacting in kind to his dominant stance over her. His open maw was threatening, his deep rumbling growl caused her stomach to quiver excitedly as she fought herself for control. It took all she had not to dive right into his throat as he snarled at her. His reaction to her had her salivating, the alpha within her veins howling to be released and show him just why she challenged him. She would not be backing down, not for him, not for any wolf.

They both managed to barely hold themselves, her speech seeming to have eased something in him. She was still shaking, her body heated and ready, muscles warming themselves up to fight the beast who dared threaten her bird. She understood he had something of the same problem, her continued defiance of him had both amused and angered him, there was very little that ever escaped her notice. Vianni gave a smirk, her tail sweeping around to cover her sooty paws once more. She relaxed and dug into the meal, but didn't get very far into it when he spoke once more. Her chewing stopped altogether at the mention of fostering pups. If it was not born of something worthy enough to keep and train it, why would it be worthy enough to feed from her? "Et nolui levare catulos inferiores." It was the only thing she had an issue with. Vianni was royalty, and no child with inferior breeding would touch her. Stepping away from the carcass, Vi watched the male.

Surely this latest defiant statement would have him angered, she held his temper on a string in one paw and kept scissors poised to cut his tentative control in the other. If they were going to live together, they would at least have to know what the other was capable of. How hard would they push? How fragile was this thread he held on by? Would he be the one to show her his superiority, would he prove his ability and make her submit to him? She was searching for the male who would, perhaps this could be him. He had the confidence, it would seem, but did he have the skill? Vianni wanted to know just how much she could push him, and she wanted to see just what he would do when he reached the end of his rope. Growling softly, Vianni stands, her hold on control slowly slipping away. "Opinor tempus est ostenderitis quoniam dignus es obedientia mea." It would be beneficial to both of them, in her opinion. She could relax once she knew he was worthy enough to lord over her the way he tried to do, or he would understand that there was more bite to her and they could return to more neutral ground instead of carrying on this pissing contest.

She stood off to his right, her posture relaxed even though her muscles shook excitedly. She said nothing more, merely watched and waited for acceptance of her challenge to him. Subtlety had been working, but now with his snarling and threats still fresh in her mind, she grew restless. Anticipation coursed through her veins along with the wonderful song of war and the call to draw his blood and taste him. Should he prove himself he would gain a loyalty she had never given to any wolf before, but before that, she would have to see what he had. Her pale pink eyes had not missed the longing in his gaze for the same. She would show him what she had, and he would understand. This was the best way for them to stop testing one another, she had grown weary of the game. Corvus flew up and out of the way, still clutching his meat in one claw, his blue eyes watched as the wolves confronted one another.