gunpowder

Basila's eyes lit up as soon as she heard the call ring through the air. She had been itching to do something, anything entertaining and this might just be the thing. Paws eager with anticipation she made her way towards where the call had originated from. Just who was prepared for a fight, she hoped they knew what was awaiting them.

Arriving at the battlefield she was met with an individual much shorter than she was. Were they insane? What was a wolf of their stature doing calling for a fight? They'd be better suited for finding herbs or something else. Bas would blow through this fight easily, were they even worth fighting? Basilia looked around to make sure this was the one who had called for a fight and yet there didn't seem to be anyone else around. Basilia looked at the other wolf with obvious disdain, it wasn't what she wanted but it would have to do.