Playground Fights

ooc//it feels so naked without a table :'c

The two toned girl sniffed along the sand, her fur patchy and dirty and well on its way to falling in clumps due to her lone travels for a month now. Though one could only tell she was dirty by looking at the white patches on her otherwise black fur. She was thin, being unable to hunt for herself just yet, so she would feed on found remains. And so far, it had kept her alive. She would not show others her desperation or weakness. She would hold herself strong and appear just fine to the eyes of strangers, pride evident in her little puppy heart. Black ears tilted back as she caught scent of something upon the winds, soon followed by growling and barking of an unfamiliar. Turning, her mismatched lavender and aqua blue gaze caught sight of a strange looking pup rushing towards her. Instinctively, she faced it with bristling fur and flashing wary puppy teeth. She faced the oncomer, ears pinned back but held some interest as well as she backed up a few steps.

"Who're you?" She inquired, curiosity becoming apparent in her voice. She had never been anywhere in these lands, having escaped her "Mother and father" or rather, the ones she assumed to be her mother and father to seek out her brother Drake. She had heard he left and never returned, so she wanted to find him because she missed him. Her guard would lie somewhat flat as she gazed curiously at the pup before her. Did she finally come across someone to play with? Or would she have to defend herself?