The Curse [Aby]
05-07-2017, 06:27 AM
Aby had swam off the island she had been holed up on with Miach earlier that morning. She felt a need to make something bleed and with only prey and Miach on the island well she couldn't just attack the kid. Well not just yet anyway. He hadn't made himself unlikable just yet and until he did he was safe from her fangs. Of course he didn't know it but he belonged to her and her alone now. A howl broke through the air and she lifted her head with a smirk, one that spoke of her lust for blood. She knew that voice, it was none other than her Aunt Pyralis, looking for a fight nonetheless. Her ears pressed back and her hackles lifted, the hair along her spine raising like a Mohawk down her back. Oh this was going to be good. She might be one of the smallest family members but she had one he'll of a bite and knack for violence. She moved then her head low and lips twitching. A madness that couldn't be satiated wrinkled in her eyes. To maim and kill Pyralis could gain her favor but it could also make Amon want her dead, it was safer to keep whatever bloodshed there would be down to a minimum. She moved with grace and a certain aggression towards where her Aunt had summoned from. She arrived to the front of her Aunt where she came to a stop. Her lips pulled to a sadistic grin as she eyed the larger female. Her Aunt had a certain touch to her that always made any admire her, but she wouldn't let that stand in the way of a good fight. Her tail lashed twice as she narrowed her eyes on her. Her nose told her everything she needed to know about her aunt's newsy weak point now. Apparently she was either with child or had been rolling around in too much sweet shit. She let no defense fall with this discovery though, no allowing such a thing would show weakness. Her maw opened as a snarl fell out and her loops peeled back, wrinkling her muzzle. Her legs bent quickly then only for her to spring forward. She attempted to close the space quickly and flawlessly. Now was the time to show her Aunt just how much she had grown and learned in a year of living among them. A chance to prove to herself that these wolves were no gods. If she bleeds she is no God. Gods don't bleed. A split second decision was made and she launched towards her aunt's face, aiming to bite into her cheek, intending for no hold to be gained but for her weight to aid in placing a bloody gash on her face. It made no difference that her own face was now in danger, she was out to cause pain and prove once and for all these abraxas wolves were no gods. Her let's injury made no difference to her, and though she limped on it the whole while she made no show of pain on her features. She was strong enough to ignore it, to avoid touching her uncle's radar for weakness. Her tail splayed behind her for balance more than dominance but for now she was on the offensive. Abyzou vs Pyralis
for dominance Move 1/3 No expiration date 32" and medium build 0 spars won 0 spars lost Walk, "Talk" Think |