I lost the old me that knew how to trust, crossed over coldly burned hope into dust

She was still hostile. Which made him retain his hostility. He bared his teeth, hackles bristling and his ears pinned back to his skull. "You lay no claim to these caves! You should've made the wiser choice and scurried off back to your pack!" He hissed, giving her no more warning than that before he jumped the short distance between them. He didn't need much provoking, but she seemed to just get under his skin and he was in no mood to be courteous when he was tired, cold, and just wanting to fucking find a place to sleep!

Ravage snarled as he aimed to throw his right shoulder into her chest, jaws snapping toward the side of her neck as he sought to shove her out of the way. He didn't give a damn if she was a girl, everyone was treated the same in his book! Or at least...elders sort of had more leeway with him, but she wasn't old, so tough luck!

Ravage vs Widow for Dominance
Round: 1/?
Age: Over 1yr
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Intellectual