To hold me back is a silly thing,

She collided with the slightly larger male, but the pain that would blossom in her breast from the clash would go largely ignored as it often did when she was in the heat of a fight. The Wraith did not play when it came to dealing with trespassers, and thinking back...this was probably the only real one they had beyond raiders coming to steal her packs resources. Still, this one man decided that waltzing in and stealing what did not belong to him was a good idea, but she'd prove to him the error of his ways. Fangs flew, and she had only but a moment to react as her opponent reached for her jaws. Her teeth clashed against his, the rattle of fang against fang reverberating in her skull and whether or not either of them would find a cracked tooth was unknown, but certainly not something she'd think about at this moment in time.

The Wraith would quickly change her positioning, rising upon her hind legs as her forelegs reached to wrap around his neck in a hug that nobody should want from her. To fall into her embrace meant she was about to play dangerous games with your face, and she intended to do just that. She sought to flex her toes into fur and skin, looking to prick the bastards neck with the sharpened claw covers she wore. Once again, fangs shot toward his face, this time seeking to lacerate straight across. Bottom jaw looking to cut from beneath his left eye while top jaw aimed to cut from the top of his brow. While she'd fight with ferocity, she wasn't exactly looking to place scars upon him on purpose. If it happened, however, then at least it'd serve as a reminder not to cross her again.

Medusa vs Érebos for Force claim
Round: 2/2
Age: over 1yr
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Sharpened claw covers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Wolf skeleton
Companion 1: Wolverine, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Cougar, Female - Battle
*Companion 3: Lesser yellow-headed vulture, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: n/a

"Speech"