You Woke The Devil

This was it, her moment to shine and prove to Fireside that fuck did she mean business. If Pestilence had wings she would have flown across the range in pursuit of the scent of intruder, and should any other pack member be already on their way to intercept then she'd simply have to run them down before they had a chance to steal her thunder.

She threw herself out of the grass without a warning - after all, conversing before the attack might convince the loner to leave and that wouldn't earn her any points with Alarr or her new King. Fireside's borders had been breached, the livestock were in danger and it was up to her to save them all. The big yearling's snarl was almost more enthused then angry as she aimed to tackle the other woman, her chest in line to collide with Viper's side and knock the wind out of her while hopefully forcing her to the ground. Her jaws parted as she flew, looking to latch onto the intruder's scruff to give her further leverage.

Pestilence Klein - Abraxas vs Viper for Minor Maim (Neck scarring)
Round 1/?
Age: Over one year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Sharpened claw covers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather bracers
Companion 1: Red-handed howler monkey, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Saw-scaled viper, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Expert Intellectual
Specialty: Marauder