the way we stalk, the way we kiss

Satira's claws and teeth scored hits along the larger woman's underbelly and earned her the reactions she hoped for. So many dismissed a small fighter like Tira, but she used her stature 100% to her advantage. However, that small size would come back to bite her in the ass, since her opponent instantly began to topple down on top of her. Tira yipped in surprise and dove to the side, trying to roll out from underneath her opponent before she was pinned. She managed to get most of her body clear, but a sudden weight on her curly tail made her yelp again. Dammit, so close! Unwilling to give up, Tira began to kick back at the larger woman, squirming until she managed to pull her tail free. Whew, that was too close!

When Satira had begun to fight the Raider, the last thing she had expected to hear was flirting. Banter and taunting, maybe, but the flirtatious comments from the younger yet taller woman took Tira by surprise. She cocked a brow over one pale eye and smirked at the splotched fae; she had spunk and Tira liked that. Plus she was easy on the eyes too. "Well damn, swashbuckler, don't you have a silver tongue!" she remarked, pivoting her body to square up against the Raider again. "Keep it up and maybe I'll kiss those scratches better after we're done." With a playful wink, Tira rushed at her opponent again, floppy ears bouncing as she tried to maneuver herself behind her opponent before she could stand up again. Then Tira leaped at the larger woman's back, claws extended to try and grapple onto her, seeking to cling to the Raider like a monkey with sharp claws and teeth.

Satira vs Flurry for Dominance (raid)
Round 2/2
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: Master Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Field Medic

"Satira"