The Wild Side.

She had just slaughtered Arthfael. The woman who woke her from her slumber. A horrible mistake for such a beautiful dame. The creamy Wolves body was torn to shreds and scattered across Canttina's iron den. Though the head of the girl sat next to Canttina's lovely wool pallet for a bed. Those bright pink orbs stared hoplessly into the distance without an ounce of life within them. The sight and smell made the gruesome beast's skin crawl in pleasure. Her mahogany fur was lined with a lovely shade of crimson that mad her fur all gross and hard. Her audits perked as a call was let forth in the very very far distance. It was a challenge for any of those reckless beings to fight. A fight is what she needed right then. To release all of her adrenaline from the kill. So, the demon set forth.

After a long prance across fields and rocks the beast arrived in the descolate land of the battlefield. Not but a few weeks ago she had just defeated Ren in a dual. Her shoulder was still a bit torn up from it, but nothing that would horribly pain her in another fight. Yellow orbs were set upon the black Wolf whom called for a fight. She let forth a rippling snarl. "Oh, Canttina would hate to rip into such delicious flesh, but you asked for it, lovely." She slowly licked her lips as she got ready. Her tail was out for balance, her knees bent, eyes slit, ears pinned, lips curled, and of course those scarred hackles were raised.

The fight.
After a roll of her shoulders the woman charged. She went at him head on. Her paws dug into the earth as she charged him like a bull. She would attempt to smacck him straight in the chest with hers. It would cause both of them pain, but it was a good stun for those who were not ready. Her filthy jaws would snap and attempt to grab any skin they could. Though, she would try and aim for the right side of his neck between his collar bone and scruff. It was a basic attack, but those basic attacks were the ones that worked.

CANTTINA V EREBUS

ONE TWO THREE

for dominance/spar/challenge?

FIVE DAYS

Defenses:Her tail was out for balance, her knees bent, eyes slit, ears pinned, lips curled, and of course those scarred hackles were raised.

Attacks:Charging at him head on in attempt to slam into him with her chest, trying to inflict some sort of stun. She would also try and bite on his right side between his collar bone and scruff.

Injuries: Minor flesh wound to right shoulder from previous fight and healing toe injury.

"Speak"