Teeth and Claws

Banshee Fatalis... Deep, familiar, vocals slipped into her ears. A pang of guilt flew through her and stole her breath as he continued. We searched for you. I thought… Vanishing was something she deeply regretted. Leaving her loved ones to get trapped in some fucked up relationship... But, it gave her Verity. The beautiful little babe her life now revolved around. Regret shifted back to pure guilt. She could not say leaving was a mistake for Ver's sake but she would give anything to take away the pain that she witnessed sweep across Seer's face. Her hardened resolve almost gave way. Banshee wanted nothing more then to sprint his way and tuck her muzzle into his pelt, crying away the pain they both felt. Explaining everything and how much she had missed him. But, it was time to fight.

If I win, you will tell me everything. It was an easy proposition to accept, even knowing that he was almost definitely going to win. "I agree."

Sirius charged in her direction and Banshee could not deny a small twinge of fear that flickered in her core. Sirius was a force to be reckoned with and she was rusty. But, Ban hadn't answered this call with intentions of claiming victory. The distance was closed before she could even consider dodging his slam. Pain welled in her chest as her breath was taken from her by force. A growl bubbled in the depths of her throat as she tried to ignore the throbbing. A nice bruise would likely linger for some time. Banshee took a half-step backwards before quickly dipping her head down. Angeling her head to the side, Ban tried to wrap her teeth around his front right leg and pull. Hoping her fangs would hook the limb as she tried to bring it towards her.

Banshee vs Sirius for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Companion 1: Spitting cobra, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Red-talked Hawk, Female - Flying
Mutation 1: Extended fangs - Offensive
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Beginner Healer

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