Crash of the worlds

The storm was amazingly powerful, mirroring those that use to rampage her homeland during the peak of the season. While Raelyn was accustomed to the bitter cold, even the snow wolf had her limits. The temperature dropped as the impending storm rolled in, taking with it the warmth of the sun and bringing wild winds that whipped across the terrain with a fierceness she could only describe as a living beast. The wind roared as it slithered across the snow, picking up the frozen flakes and turning them into shards that ripped across the skin of any who dared to stand in their path. That was enough to deter most creatures, even those built for brutal winters like herself, but it would seem not all were getting the message Mother Nature was sending. Peaking out against the storm, Raelyn would find a shadow moving against the winds, against the storm, and immediately she knew who would be dumb enough to go for s stroll. Askan, her devilishly handsome, remarkably mal-mannered, burnt marshmallow partner for the season. No... partner wouldn't be the right word. A shaky alliance would be better suited.

A devilish grin would slip passed her lips as an idea struck her, playful glint in her icy gaze before she would slip out into the storm, her eyes trained on the wolf who came in and out of view with the passing winds. Using wide paws to stay along the top layers of the snow, she would turn to keep her frame downwind of the male, her body low and compact to the ground as she kept her strides long and slow. Raelyn would nearly make it, but it would seem the roaring winds could not conceal her footsteps that cracked under the snow, for the male would quickly turn back, snarling and unpleasant as unusual, but Raelyn had an advantage that Askan did not. She was in her element, and her pearly white hairs brought her camouflage in the dead of winter. She would watch with a massive amount of satisfaction as she brute seemed blind, unable to see her though she stood just feet from him. Raelyn would wonder, for just a moment, if this was how spirits felt.. and how much fun she would have toying with him. Her mind was reeling with the possibilities; taunting, pranks, haunting, and general insults. But all plotting came to a halt when the male's golden orbs latched onto her own icy blues, and his rage seemed to take over in a snap.

His insult was lost to her as the brute slammed roughly into her side, causing the woman to go tumbling to the ground in a heap, but it was the air that had been knocked free from her lungs, that truly surprised her. But not only that, in angered her. After all their banter, he had never dared to lay a single paw on the woman, but after a little spook he was ready to brawl? His call for battle only pissed the woman off further, because now he was the one taunting her. "You've got some nerve, Askan." She would growl, panting slightly from her loss of air, but quick to stand back onto her paws. The snow crunched and creaked under her weight. It was difficult to adjust her standings with the snow shifting between her paws, and it would be difficult to get a clear picture of the male to land effective hits, but damn it, he was literally asking for it!

"You're such a jerk!" she would snarl into air whipping around them, making her intentions known before she would extend the claws in her paws so they might be able to grip onto the snow and propel her forward, aiming to land two paws on the males shoulder and push him to the ground. Icy blue orbs would be forced into slits due to the brutal wind that combated against her frame, her ears tucked tightly against her crown to prevent frostbite. It was a gruesome weather condition to have this little brawl, but if his intentions were to come out here and pick a fight, she wouldn't be so cruel to deny him it. She wanted to make it clear that she would not be treated with such hostility, not even from a wolf with anger management issues. Raelyn was a manipulative wolf, that much was for sure, but she would not harm another out of the blue like this brute. No, she would never start a fight, but like hell, she would finish one.