Beat down the doors

Satira was getting really fucking annoyed with how every summer Valta seemed to be hit by a raid. For crying out loud, the girl was in heat and all she wanted to do was be back in her den with her not-boyfriend! The challenging call from Sirius came at the most inopportune time, and with an aggravated sigh and roll of her eyes, Tira was forced to climb off of Cináed and prepare to defend the pack again. "Can't be any other season for a raid, can it? Nooooo, it's gotta be right when I'm trying to get laid!" the little wolf-dog grumbled as she strapped on her armor and grabbed her healer's satchel. "C'mon Ciná, we've got asses to kick—again." Grabbing a bottle of ginseng and meadowsweet extract because gods knew she was going to have to be picking someone's ass up off the ground today, Tira waited for Ciná to get ready before leading the charge with him out of their den and towards the rapids.

The pair arrived after the fighting had begun, faces she recognized and many she didn't from the Armada clashing with her Valtan friends and family. And just as she had predicted, Satira had arrived just in time to watch her uncle get smacked down by her grandfather. Tira sighed and rolled her eyes again. Guess she'd be getting to work sooner than she expected. Separating from Ciná's side so he could go find his own fight, Tira sprinted through the battlefield, using her small size to her advantage to duck beneath bigger wolves and cut a path over to the downed Kotori. "That was a weak showing, Uncle. You can do better than that," she teasingly scolded the alpha as she popped open the vial and dumped the contents into Ko's mouth. The concoction was a powerful painkiller and energy booster; he would be feeling tip top again in seconds. "Now go get your round two in with Gramps!"

With Kotori healed, Tira now turned her attention to finding her own opponent. Steel blue eyes found a younger male lingering around the edges of the battlefield, surveying the scene. Likely trying to find an opponent. Well, it would just be bad manners as their hosts if Satira left their guest unattended to! Smirking with a gleam of determination in her eye, Tira darted across the field again aiming for Charlton. Tiny paws launched her at the massive brute, using her smaller size to her advantage as she aimed to dart underneath Charlie from his side while he was distracted, sharp teeth and extended feline claws seeking to grip into the soft fur and flesh of his underbelly. She didn't want to hurt the lad too much, just enough to get him to tap out, and what better way to do that to a guy than by going for their soft bits?

ooc: Satira is using her Field Medic speciality to revive Kotori

Satira vs Charlton for Dominance (raid)
Round 1/2
Age: 1+ years
Size: Extra small
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Hidden blade
Defensive Battle Accessory: Front Leather Wraps
Companion 1: Peregrine falcon, Female - Flying
Companion 2: Leopard, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Feline claws - Offensive
Skills: Expert Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Field Medic

"Satira"