I found it. It's mine (Claiming)

Pyralis basked in the cyan gaze of her opponent, drinking in the girl's attention even if it came with insults. She clicked her tongue. "Come now, such insults are more fitting of a pup than a woman. If you want the pack… come and get it." Pyralis swiftly set her defenses, her ears pinning tight to her head, tail tucking between her legs. Her hackles laced down her back as she steadied herself, spreading her weight evenly across her limbs. Her legs coiled, muscles tense and ready to spring. Before she could launch her self forward the large, Armada alpha appeared. Pyralis scowled for a moment then grinned, cocking her head to the side. "I'm sorry dear, what was that? My poor old, widdle ears didn't catch that." Her voice dripped sarcasm. One vs one. Two vs one. She didn't care. She would have her battle and she would have it now, regardless of what anyone else thought. What were their opinions to her? Was she not a goddess?

Pyralis' taut muscles released like a coiled spring, launching her forward as she attempted to hurl herself head on at Gossamer. Shifting her weight to her hindquarters she attempted to lift herself into a rear, seeking to ram the front of her right shoulder down at the point where Gossamer's neck met her left shoulder. Pyralis wanted to badly strain the limb and maybe limit the speed of her younger, more agile opponent. At the same time she rammed her head downward, aiming the ridge of her forehead for Gossamer's left eye socket in an attempt to fracture the arch of the eye socket. It was unconventional, maybe absurd, but she was enjoying every minute of it.

Pyralis vs Gossamer for Force Claim
Round 1/2
Age: Older than dirt (Over 1 Year)
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Leather bracers with blades
Defensive Battle Accessory: Studded leather armor with cowl
Companion 1: Harris Hawk, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Potoo, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Navigator & Master Fighter
Specialty: Saboteur