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There are times in life when words fail to convey the depth and breath of one’s feelings. As she turns to leave the man who she has fallen in love with, Tove feels her heart begin to shatter into a million pieces. Emotions, jagged and raw tear apart her insides and she stops. They are bound together, for better or worse, the galaxy cloaked woman will forever be caught in the orbit of the Viking man. So, were her words fail her, the scarred woman turns to something she knows will all them to show how they truly feel.

Turing to face him, her rough vocals issue the challenge and she is relieved to see the understanding that crosses Víðarr features. She easily settles into her practiced defensive stance, watching as the shadow warns off his two dogs. This fight is for them, and them alone. A smile tugs at her lips as Víðarr strikes out, reaching to grab her shoulders and take control of the situation. Muscles release their coiled energy and she easily slips underneath his arms, ghosting beneath his grip to appear in open on the other side.

Duel-toned eyes sparkle as they dance, the heat of battle flooding her system with adrenaline. Tove counterstrikes, leaning in and darting her face toward his neck in an attempt to hit him. Her mouth does not, as she instead tries to bump his neck with her nose. It is a battle and she wishes to show him how deadly she can be. This is a fight where passions overflow but she bridles herself by refusing to bite him. She will not injure him, only show him how powerful she is.



Tove vs Víðarr for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Bloodletter

OOC: Will be using my (under Hermes OOC) black cat’s foot for this fight


"Tove Baade"