don't threaten me with a good time

She had sauntered her way to the battlefield, paws itching to wander and her headspace felt like it was getting all cluttered but she couldn't untangle the mess up there. From what she heard, fights were a good thing when you were feeling a certain way. Well, she was feeling things she didn't like, so here she was. Snow dusted the ground, leaving footprints in her wake as she headed deeper into the battlefield. It wasn't long before she heard someone calling for a fight, and she wasted no time in finding him.

He was a large brute. Not much bigger than her but he looked a lot bigger than she did. Dual toned eyes took him in, head cocked to the side in it's usual manner as she walked towards him, eyes unblinking. "That was a call for a fight right? Medusa is looking to fight, too! Medusa heard fighting can make things feel better sometimes, so does the big man want to fight Medusa?" She asked, staring at him with wide, expectant eyes.