then you slipped from my grasp

It wasn't long before her call was answered. Vera was surprised by the titan before her - he towered above all the mortals she knew and the glint of his fangs both impressed and excited her. Stuffing her girlish feelings down into a deep, dark pit, she prepared for the fight. She had already performed a complicated ritual earlier in the that (it involved walking counter to the sun's rise for a number of paces and chants of her own design). The superstitious woman hoped that it would bring her the luck she desired; she'd need all the luck in the world just to come out on the other side of this encounter still breathing.

His full-frontal assault was predictable. Most wolves ran head-on at their opponent. She was familiar with this dance and managed to pull aside just in time, but the strange sharpness of the blade that he had equipped surprised her. As she drew away, he cut across her upper left leg. The sharp sting of pain elicited nothing more than a grunt, although Veraxes couldn't stop her eyes widening in surprise. It was like nothing she'd ever seen before. She had to know more. Something like that could be just the edge she needed to impress her family... if she'd ever see them again.

Putting the ghosts of Vaelnaris to rest in her mind, Vera focused on the fight at hand. She was at a massive disadvantage based on size alone and it was obvious that he was more experienced. Dance. The fight is a dance. Focus on the movement. Vera cleared her head and let out a fierce battle cry. Since she'd pulled slightly aside, they were shoulder-to-shoulder for just a moment. Vera went low and tried to lock her jaws around the leg that had the dagger equipped. If she could keep it away from herself, maybe she'd make it away with all four limbs.

Veraxes Vaelnaris vs Sirius for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 yr
Size: Medium
Build: Medium
Fight Skill Level: Beginner

wc 321
twc 904/1500