When The Sun Dies and Night is Calling
She sat upon the rusty ground without a care within the world. The thing about Canttina was that she could care less about if she won. Sure it would be glorious if she had her own pack, but the bitch could always create her own if she put some effort into it. Everything would work out in due time, she liked to believe. A sickening grin was spread across her slightly hidden lips as little Gretel wobbled her way in behind Canttina. The daemon turned her head and spat words to the girl, "Sit and watch my little Gretel, this shall be fun." She winked to the emaciated girl before her attention was turned back forward. It was not long before the ivory woman showed up. She looked just as glorious as ever. Her pristine fur and violet eyes. Canttina would drool if she wasn't about to fight her. The mahogany daemon stood and her hackles raised. The white Wolf stopped just a few feet away. Canttina grinned and stepped forward once, her head dipping into a regal bow. Words were spewed from Alena's mouth and the earthy tones bitch snickered, "Yes yes my darling Alena. I called upon you to take your pack from your paws." Her vocals were dark and stitched with death itself. She cocked her head and spat forth a single pair of words. "Have fun." FIGHT With that the behemoth bent her knees and started into a barreling sprint, her ears flattened and her eyes squinted. Her rippling muscles bulged and flexed as her body moved so quick, the lips of the demon curled up. She attempted to fake a launch to Alena's left but she quickly turned to the white woman's right. Canttina tried her hardest to slam into Alena's chest, which would probably cause some sort of bruising for the both of them. But, with a deafening growl and a tucked tail, Canttina dug her hind paws into the dirt and attempted to lift her body into the air in an attempt to wrap both of her paws around Alena, in a hug like fashion. If such a move worked Canttina would have gained a height advantage on the other girl. As she tried to do such things her jaws snapped like a hungry Hippo, trying to latch onto anything they could around Alena's right neck area. |