no promises no demands [RAID]

Adrenaline was pumping, but still, Resin wasn't overly excited. She was calm and collected. She was seasoned and it showed. Each paw was well placed. Each movement well thought out. Ears were tucked against her blocky skull. The woman's thick tail was ramrod straight, aiding in her balance. Her stance was wide, providing solid footing. All movements melded together in a delicate dance, but the scarred woman would never use those terms. This was war, after all.

With her slam into the woman working to force her back several steps, Resin didn't wait. The instant that her opponent raised up to wrap forelegs around her neck, the one-eyed woman planted her hind paws into the earth. Thick cords of muscle bunched and she launched herself forward, aiming to crack the woman hard in her chest. If the hit landed, it would most likely knock the wind out of her and send her flying away.



"World-breaker..."
Coding|Alice. Art|Resin.