...and, if it's not really me? What then?

Rivin's whimpering protests go ignored by Gil. While she may not want to hurt anyone, whoever was in her head had other ideas. This much is clear as soon as Rivin freezes for a moment. It catches him off guard, his own body stiffening as he practically watches the girl transform in front of him. The voice that emits from Rivin next is different. He can only assume it's this "Caedes" that Rivin has spoken about.

Standing there, unamused, Gil listed a brow. His body is shifting into a more dominant stature. Head lifting high, his tail rising to flag over his back, fur still bristled around his crystals, and lips lifted up into a snarl. He would not take threads from someone who hid in the mind of someone else. No words respond to the voice that clearly isn't Rivin. If a fight is what this beast wanted, a fight is what she would receive. Holding his ground, he watches as Rivin, or Caedes?, lunges toward him with her head down and antlers aimed straight for his chest.

Instead of meeting her head on, he dodges to the side. As his paws skid through the sand, he turns to face Rivin perpendicularly. Utilizing his momentum, he lunges back for Rivin and attempts reach out with his fangs and grab ahold of her scruff. If he can, he'll try to pull her closer and wrap his legs around her shoulders.

"speech"

Gilgamesh vs Rivin for Minor Maim (neck scarring)
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Gold chainmail cuirass
Mutation 1: Crystal spines - Defensive
Mutation 2: Tufted deer fangs - Offensive
Skills: Master Intellectual & Master Fighter
Specialty: Blessed