the way we stalk, the way we kiss

With all the nimbleness and agility her border collie genes brought to her, Satira managed to leap off of Flurry's back as her opponent tried to topple backwards with her, resulting in the much larger wolf hitting the ground while the wolf-dog landed with grace, turned and pounced to pin her down. With a grin and a giggle, Tira's curly tail rose and wagged, claiming her dominance and her victory. "Nice try, sweetheart! But hey, if you still want those boo-boo kisses, come find me after this is over." She winked a single blue eye down at Flurry and hopped off of the woman, surveying the fights around her with dismay. Most of Valta had been beaten, and- oh for fuck's sake, Arcturus! She watched with incredulity as her brother was once again taken down without putting up a fight. Fucking hell...!

Her observation was cut abruptly short as Tira saw another Raider coming at her fast. She yelped in surprise as the woman slightly smaller than her went for her ankles. "What the hell?!" she cried out in surprise and tried to rear back, but the dog was too fast, and those tiny jaws latched around one of her ankles. Satira took only a moment to study her opponent—canine features, silky fur, floppy ears—and realized she looked just like her and her dad did. That moment of realization lasted for all of 0.2 seconds before Tira was bringing her free paw straight down towards her opponent's head, pulling her foreleg that the Raider had bit closer to try and keep her close so she could give her one good thwack to the noggin against the ground and end this fight before it began.

Satira vs Jael for Dominance (raid)
Round 1/1
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"