We all got points to prove

Well, double fuck... The only wolves she tried to avoid more than anyone else was her sister and her "happy little family", including her niece and nephew, and yet here she came, the girl herself. Though if Desponia had to be honest with herself she hated her nephew more for embodying all the hypocrisy she felt her sister held... For being allowed to be alive, being allowed to be free when she was stuck atoning for sins she'd never committed. It seemed the sins of the parent only mattered when the parent wasn't Manea. Still, her absolute detestation of her niece briefly flashed across her face before she bit it down. No doubt her sister hadn't failed to notice or at least surmise Desponia's true feeling but for her own survival, the horned woman had made a point to not let it bleed out too much. But it festered, it bubbled and roiled and threatened to overflow from time to time, why did this child, this yearling get to have everything she didn't? Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew that being angry at the children her sister had was the wrong way to go about it, that just as she felt it was unjust that she was being punished for her mother's sins, they didn't deserve to pay for their own mother's...

Still, logic was not exactly winning out right now, the yearling had stepped into her path and demanded to know where she was going. Desponia grit her teeth to keep herself from exploding on her niece. She took a few breaths, needing to stop herself from launching herself at the girl, if she did she knew well enough the little freedom to roam she had would soon be lost to her. "The mainland territory." She answered curtly. "Why?" She countered snappily, openly running her gaze over the younger girl and scoffing. "Am I not allowed? You planning to stop me?" Okay maybe she was looking for a reason to pick a fight with the girl, even with an injured leg she'd enjoy taking out her anger on her niece. The woman hoped the girl would take the bait, she knew she could never justify launching an attack on her niece but certainly she couldn't be held in contempt for self-defense.

Desponia shifted her weight backward a bit, taking the pressure off of her injured wrist and allowing herself to lower into a bit of a crouch, she kept her expression light, slightly taunting for the moment but she allowed herself to stance up, hindlegs shifting to a little wider, she'd need to rely much more on the power in her haunches than her shoulders here if a fight was to break out, her balance was already compromised so she'd rather root herself here than risk destabilizing herself on the already slippery sand. She gently pushed her forepaws under the surface level of the sand, spreading her toes, actually trying to dig in with her left forepaw and give the illusion of doing so with her right while she kept her weight light on that one, forcing herself not to wince at the twinges of pain that shot up her leg. Her tail swung out behind her to help maintain her balance, lining up with her spine. She kept her head up for now, watching her niece with an open smugness. Regardless of how ill-advised she knew challenging the girl was right now considering her physical state she relished the possibility.

Desponia vs Avacyn for Dominance
Round 0/?
Age: (Only include: over 1 year, under 1 year, or under 6 months as applicable)
Size: Large
Build: Light
Mutation 1: Ram horns - Offensive
Skills: Beginner Intellectual & Beginner Fighter

WC: 585 (1367/2500)

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