Come and Get It

How long would you like their spar to be? :D

She lingered in the boneyard, pupils dilated until her mismatched red irises were mere slits, a rim of color around a deeply black abyss. This is not the same female today, she had returned from the beach with an eerily silent demeanor. Naamah had given little mental struggle when she had finally decided to step out from the shadows. There were too many females on the Bifrost, Lilith was not happy that she couldn't make the most out of it. The sight of the blind woman had taken all the fight from her and replaced it with disgust until the other woman had shown up. That one had reeked of challenge, ego, and hot air. It had made the darker shade enraged to the point of paralysis. Lilith had been unable to move, but it had helped her build the energy to break the mental chains that Naamah had so carefully placed. The shadowy woman knew how much damage Lilith could do.

The smell of rot in this place drew her in like a shark to blood, and it wasn't long before she hears a symphony she felt was meant just for her. Midnight tinted ears raise as her black and white mask contorts on an oddly frightening grin. Delight peeled through her and she couldn't help but raise a joyous screech to the heavens in answer! With a deceptively agile leap and kick of her heels, she bucked like a horse and took off in the direction of the challenger. It was a brief jog, and despite her size, there was no fatigue in her body - she wasn't even short of breath. Her muscles hummed with warmth and vigor, eagerness practically oozed from her as she spied her opponent a short distance away. Bene mirum quod est. He was familiar, having run into the male upon Naamah's return to the surface in the Wraith's maze. Waving her black flag behind her, Lilith showed her joy at having answered the challenge of a wolf who might actually be able to keep up with her.

Coming closer to him, the wicked witch watched him and observed what she perceived to be his strengths and weaknesses. "You...we fight? I can responsum to it." Her voice is deeper, graveled but somehow it still rang with youth and was pleasant to the ear. She was unafraid, though by the looks of him, he would be a worthy opponent. The male was strong, a benefit to the species, and she would not ruin that by taking him too far down. "I have rules. I walk on my own, do not do too much of the hurting. I am only wolf to hunt for me." A rather lengthy string of common tongue from Lilith, but she knew better than to assume a wolf knows her ancient and pure language.

"Naamah talks." | "Lilith talks." Scroll over for translations