Next Up Forever

Frigid eyes contemplated her cousin's purple frame, her unique appearance. Gifted in her parent's words, in her family's beliefs. Imperia was a gift less, a sin as her parents called her all the time, but envy never took part in her heart or not that she could remember. But right now she cared not for that, she was a killer, a death bringer and that was enough for her. Manea was huge compared to the monochromatic wolf. She had a faint curiosity of Manea's potential reaction upon seeing her, but she held no big expectations, she never did with anyone.

Manea spoke her name, and later she asked for her help. So she found her soulmate? If she wasn't well Imperia, she would have felt happy for her cousin, but as there was no empathy or love in the brindle's heart she felt nothing at all. "Sure." She said dryly, coming natural from her lungs.

As she was a wolf of actions more than of words, as she liked to go to business right away she was starting without speaking anymore. Since her cousin was bigger, she would user her smaller stature to be more agile but she knew better not to underestimate her opponent's skills, and even less if she didn't know them. Quickly she darted forward, ears pinning as she lowered her head to have a sort of aerodynamic shape. As she approached she aimed to get to Manea's rear, and then bite on her left back leg. She wanted to be out of reach from the larger wolf's jaws.

Imperia vs Manea for spar
Round 1/2
Age: +1
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Intellectual
Specialty: N/A

"speak."| "You"