Tell me sweet little lies

*Ulric* · 04-24-2020, 11:04 PM

The soft part of his heart that wanted to assume and believe the best in others, including his sister, began to waver as she stood between him and Meme, snapping back at his accusations and berating him for ever trying to put the blame on her. But she was to blame, wasn't she? It would be one thing if she could tell him that she had done everything in her power to save Venti, but she couldn't and everything began to feel like excuses. He didn't expect her to be perfect, but to let his niece die because of her own distrust of others? Using anyone in their "family" beyond the Adravendi side of it as an example for how they had been treated felt like a poor example and a lousy excuse. There were many reasons why he had completely abandoned their father's lineage and she was just emphasizing his point. He just couldn't understand why she didn't get it! Her claim that he was the one she couldn't trust stung as if she had just clawed him across the face. Of all of the wolves in this damn continent for her to say that about... she wasn't going to trust him?

He wanted to shake some sense into her and it seemed that perhaps he would get his chance. She lunged at him and he immediately launched into the fight without a second thought. Ulric fell into that familiar, defensive stance easily, his large paws shifting further apart to give him a stable stance while her form came down onto his, feeling her foreleg wrap around the back of his neck. With a growling snarl, he jerked his head away from her open jaws, feeling her teeth just scrape against his cheek and leave a shallow wound there. It clearly wasn't the attack she had intended, but she had drawn first blood all the same. The stinging pain that radiated from the bite added fire to the flame that was his anger and he threw his left shoulder into Philomena's chest, using his heavier weight to attempt to knock her off her feet or at least off of his back. He twisted his neck with open jaws as he lunged for the lower portion of her neck near her shoulder. His emotions and anger clouded his judgement, completely forgetting his niece watching them from the sidelines.

Ulric Adravendi vs Philomena Lore for Minor Maim (Neck Scarring) / Fall, Year 14 Fighting Seasonal Prompt
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Skills: Novice Fighter & Beginner Intellectual
Specialty: N/A

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