En garde!

Ophie's heart raced in her chest as she held a paw to an enemy's throat, her claws slipped from their sheathe as she pressed them for answers. Who were they and why had they attacked? She hoped to learn something from this but the words that passed the intruders panicked lips had Ophie quaking in her little boots. What? No! She cast a look over her shoulders as her brows smushed tight together, he'd been so eager to leap to her aid and whilst she hadn't trusted him she wanted to...To think he would sink this low! With a slash of her claws she slayed the pinned baddie beneath her paws, all melodrama as though the fate of the Armada was truly at stake. She knew he was just playing along and for that she was really grateful, no one else seemed to want to indulge in her little games which was...a little sad to be honest.

"You!" She wheeled on him, eyes wide with the shock of betrayal. "I trusted you!"

And then without warning she bounded forward in an attempt to bowl him off his paws, the game was still on! Let the drama commence! Or uh...continue?

Ophelia Fatalis vs Malachai for dominance
Round 1/2
Age: under 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Medium
Companion 1: Raccoon, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat Claws - offensive
Skills: Beginner Hunter & Advanced Fighter
Specialty: N/A