We all got points to prove

Desponia's displeasure at being stopped by her was visibly obvious in the woman's expression and the way she stiffened as if the question offended her. Avacyn didn't know the full reasoning or why's behind Desponia's current position in the pack or why her mother hated her so much, but it also wasn't really her job to question it. Her mother's word was law and if that's what she had decided then Ava was perfectly find with following that directive until told otherwise. Desponia very clearly didn't like that response and was combative and argumentative right off the bat. If she had just calmly replied that she was going to the mainland Avacyn probably would have just shrugged and let her go since she was far too tied to deal with anything else today, but because she went on and pressed her luck and insinuated that Avacyn wouldn't be able to stop her it made the Gnata's hackles bristle and a snarl tug at her lips. Slowly Avacyn felt like she had begun to put in the work that would let her prove herself to their family as their heir, but she hadn't done much in the way of real shows of strength or proving how her training was going. Most of her work had been mental and social up until now. Physically she didn't really know if she would be up to a fight, but she felt like she had been presented with a challenge and if she backed down now she felt like she'd look like a push over to a slave.

"You think that I can't?" she questioned in response with a scoff of her own. She hadn't seen Desponia fight, but she could see easily that other than the horns that curled back from her head there wasn't anything particularly special about the other woman. She was several inches shorter than her and their builds were similar in their light, willowy frames. In comparison Avacyn felt like she was far more prepared for a fight—even with her exhaustion dulling her reflexes. Desponia started to sink into a defensive stance and Avacyn felt like she had no choice in the matter. They were going to fight now whether she really wanted to or not. She snarled as she settled into a fighting stance of her own with her larger, feline paws sliding into a more widened, even stance with her toes spreading to grip the uneven terrain. Her head lowered to be more even with her spine and to protect her throat, her hackles bristled and shoulders rolled forward as well. It was a good thing she had put in so much time with her parents training and practicing these things so that they came so second nature and she didn't really have to think about them. If she did she probably would have missed something or got her stance all wrong.

As it was she already wasn't thinking super clearly and wasn't sure how to even start the fight, but after a couple of moments of seeing if maybe Desponia would start it instead she finally got herself to charge toward the other woman. She growled as she crossed the space between them, hoping maybe some intimidation could be on her side. When she was close enough she attempted to slam her right shoulder into Desponia's chest, barreling full speed into her opponent and using the hard scales that capped her shoulder a bit like a battering ram. She also threw her head toward the back of Desponia's neck in an attempt to grab ahold of her smaller woman's scruff and get a hold of her so she couldn't try to back away or run. It wasn't her most elegant beginning to a fight, but she also just wanted to get this over with and get Desponia back onto the island so she could say her work here was done and she could go to bed.

WC: 659
Total: 2056/2500

Avacyn vs Desponia for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Companion 1: Raven, Male - Flying - Boosted
Companion 2: Raven, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Scales - Defensive
Mutation 2: Spiked bone ridge horns - Offensive
Mutation 3: Tiger paws - Offensive
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual

"Avacyn Mendacium"