as we collide

"Themisto? What are you doing here?" She would question the Seracian. It had been months since she had last seen him, and this was not where she wanted to have a reunion. Yet the healer would give her a once over - and then move to treat the fallen King. It irked her, that this new Glaciem could not even tend to the wounds of their own fallen leader. They could not bring him home themselves, could not rush in to treat him as Themisto had done. Subtly it fueled the fire...

Her husband was fighting now - and Argent made no move to retract her challenge. And so they would fight - she had warned them what would happen should her husband's freedom be challenged for, and they had not taken heed regardless of the circumstances. It seemed the followers of the King though, were less than willing to fight without their leader being awake. It was understandable, but the pleas of the boy, as well as the woman would not be considered. Just as a stray Valhallan had brought about Argent's challenge, Argent's challenge had brought about her retaliation.

She was not surprised when Taurig began to tense, willing to fight for himself with his newly appointed rank. It was the dark woman's fighting stance that surprised her - as she asked her to think about what she was doing. "Your leaders have brought this upon the lot of you." If Valhalla had challenged for two of Glaciem's members before hand it would have been unquestionable war she was sure. "Isardis's challenge for Liberty was uncalled for, as is the challenge for my husband." Yet the woman was right about one thing - Azalea was not fit to fight her. The girl was young, inexperienced, Chrysanthe would not let this woman be her first opponent.

"Oh, you are of rank in Glaciem? Then let's make this a fair fight." The other woman would fight the alpha opposed to the girl. She was unsure of what this woman was capable of, but she would find out. The alpha took a defensive stance, her eyes narrowing and her ears pinned. The woman's head lowered and her hackles bristled once more with the thought of this up and coming fight. "Unless you would rather come to Valhalla without one." It was a shame, she and the boy had stable heads on their shoulders - something she had yet to see of their ivory King. She held nothing against any individual member of Glaciem, but that did not mean that she wouldn't fight with everything that she had.

Her balance was even, her back legs squared despite the wound to her outer thigh. It throbbed somewhat, pain pulsating from the wound, but she would ignore it for the time being. The alpha's shoulders would roll to protect the sides of her neck, and she fell into a defensive stance, her body lowered because of her bent front legs. Her jaws would remain agape, protecting her throat should the dark woman go for that vital area. Her tail would remain tucked behind her, and her toes dug into the ground below her. "This is a challenge for your freedom." Slowly she would motion toward her, awaiting movement from her opponent.

Regardless she would charge, coming at her in a frontal assult. Yet as she approached her her target would become the left side of the dame's neck, just below her left ear. She aimed to wrap her jaws around the area and yank once she tasted any sort of blood in her mouth. With a push she would pull herself slightly upward - but she would not need to rise from the ground, as she and her opponent were the same height. It was more to thrust herself into the other, in hopes to retain a more certain grip.

defenses: eyes narrowed, ears pinned, head lowered, hackles raised, shoulders rolled, tail tucked, back legs squared, front legs lowered, jaws agape
attacks: attack to the left side of Sendoa's neck
injuries: scrape / bite wound above her eye, bite wound to her right outer thigh (from fight with Isar)

Round one of ???

edit: to include attack and round number