you only live once

Rhian crossed the blood-splattered plain with faint nerves bouncing under her skin, her paws lifting in excited motion. She was excited, not scared, despite -- or perhaps because of -- her youth and lack of experience. She wasn't a child anymore. A year was long enough for her to grow up, she thought, and she would scoff at the notion that she was "too young" for anything at all. She was king of her own life, wasn't she? She did what she pleased. Plus, she had gotten this far on her own, why stop now?

But still, as she approached the lone woman, she instinctively stood a little taller, shoulders a little broader, and looked her straight in the eye. Although. She didn't look too much older than Rhian was. And not much bigger either. They were similar in many ways, a knife even balancing out Rhian's long fangs. A good match, hopefully. It wasn't a bad idea to try to look a little more intimidating.

It didn't matter. She put up her defenses, keeping her ice-blue stare fixed on the girl. After a quiet, frozen moment, she lunged suddenly forward, attempting to slam her two front paws into Tallulah's chest to hopefully knock her back. She didn't have much of a plan, but she was doing her best, and wasn't that what mattered?

Rhian vs Tallulah for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Medium
Mutation 1: Elongated fangs - Offensive
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Intermediate Hunter