networking through punching you in the face

Nguruvilu was pleased to hear that the other woman seemed to be looking for the same sort of thing as herself. A friendly fight, in particular, which earned a nod from the monochrome she wolf. “Perfect,” She drew in a breath, catching sight of the long, sharp canines that the woman had. She didn’t doubt with teeth like that she might walk away with a wound or two, but that was fine. Her brother was a healer after all, and while Florian might fuss she was not hard pressed about dealing with a minor injury for a little while. Nuru slipped into a defensive stance, her limbs spread apart, aligning with her shoulders, and her digits splayed with her nails biting into the soil. Her ears fell back against her skull, her eyes narrowed, and she lowered her head to align it with her spine. This time she chose to tuck her tail and raise her hackles, ready to take on what this fight might bring. She lunged forward, her gaze slipping toward the other woman’s fangs. In her attempt to close the gap between them Nuru lunged once she deemed she was close enough, hoping for the opportunity to wrap her limbs around the other femme’s neck and draw them into close proximity. She tilted her head to her own right, jaws snapping toward her opponent’s left ear. She didn’t expect the move to be flawless, however, especially since Rhian had the chance to move. But how she moved, well, that was a dance that was about to play out any moment. "Talk, 'Think.'

Nguruvilu vs Rhian for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: American Kestrel, Male - Flying
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Advanced Hunter