no promises no demands [RAID]

Toxicity didn't have to wait long before someone squared off with her. As her eyes scanned the battlefield, she saw Banshee coming towards her. Tox knew little of the woman and held neither positive nor negative conceptions of her. It was always hard to fight with such ambivalent feelings. Tox much preferred fights with actual subsistence behind them, but of course those were the only types of fights she had been into up to this point. There was no fun fight to her, she did it simply as a necessity.

Banshee charged at her and Toxicity mirrored the motion, but as Banshee reared, Tox saw an opening. She continued her charge, jaws widening and head tilting as she lunged, surging forward with more purpose than before. Banshee's paws came down upon her middle back, just below her shoulders. The woman's jaws snapped at the area between her shoulder blades. Both wounds stung, and blood would rise from the bite wound, but neither were serious. This wasn't that type of fight, after all. Her chest slam went unnoticed as Tox struggled to kick herself closer to Banshee's soft underbelly. Tox's back paws dug into the dirt as she launched herself, her front paws aiming to slam and pin Banshee's back paws to the ground in hopes of preventing her from recoiling easily. Her opened jaws sought to purchase under Ban's ribs, where the fur was more scarce. Banshee may have drawn the first blood, but Toxicity intended to draw the last.

Toxicity Klein Abraxas vs Banshee Klein for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Skills: Intermediate Intellectual & Beginner Fighter
Specialty: N/A