tidalwave
09-28-2013, 03:52 PM
Here we go again. The alpha knew that it was only a matter of time before Isardis came knocking for Liberty once more. She wasn't sure what sort of claim tha the thought he had on the young woman, but she had every intention to outright deny it. When she arrived, she paused, listening to the words that were undeniably Liberty's. Hearing her say these things nearly hurt - she had told the girl time and time again that she would continue to protect her. That this feud would not be ended with her becoming some sort of prisoner to their enemy. Yet here she was giving herself up once more. Friction was immediately there to deny the male the chance to simply take Liberty to Glaciem - and she pitied the man for having to stand for all of this when his daughter was constantly being fought for.
Hearing Argent's words, the alpha decided that she had more than enough. It was then that she would stand between Liberty and Isardis, glancing at the male that was beside her. He was not of Valhalla, but it seemed that he wanted to protect the girl as well. Good. With a quick nod to him, she would then turn her head to the side, speaking to Liberty alone. "Stand aside." She wasn't asking. "You will not become this man's pet." What did he even want with her? Did she even want to know?
"You are persistent, I will give you that Isardis." The woman spoke, her eyes already narrowed at the man. "Is this even about Liberty any longer?" She wasn't even two, what could he truly want from such a young girl?
The alpha would not wait for him to answer before falling into a defensive position. Pulling her ears back she waited for him to start the fight that he had called. Biting back a snarl, she would lower her jaws, her glinting ivories being what stood between he and her neck and throat. Her head was lowered over her throat and aligned with her spine, her shoulders rolled to protect the sides of her neck, and her front limbs were lowered at an angle that would allow her to spring at a moments notice. Idly her toes would dig into the ground, and her tail would give a final flick before rising to be level with her body, should she need to pull forward and charge the ivory male she would use it as something of a rudder for balance.
attacks: none
defenses: eyes narrowed, ears pinned, head lowered over throat and aligned with spine, jaws open, shoulders rolled, hackles raised, toes digging into the ground, tail positioned for balance, legs lowered and ready to spring
injuries: healing wounds on her muzzle from her fight with Sendoa
vs. Isardis for Liberty
move 0 of 3
Hearing Argent's words, the alpha decided that she had more than enough. It was then that she would stand between Liberty and Isardis, glancing at the male that was beside her. He was not of Valhalla, but it seemed that he wanted to protect the girl as well. Good. With a quick nod to him, she would then turn her head to the side, speaking to Liberty alone. "Stand aside." She wasn't asking. "You will not become this man's pet." What did he even want with her? Did she even want to know?
"You are persistent, I will give you that Isardis." The woman spoke, her eyes already narrowed at the man. "Is this even about Liberty any longer?" She wasn't even two, what could he truly want from such a young girl?
The alpha would not wait for him to answer before falling into a defensive position. Pulling her ears back she waited for him to start the fight that he had called. Biting back a snarl, she would lower her jaws, her glinting ivories being what stood between he and her neck and throat. Her head was lowered over her throat and aligned with her spine, her shoulders rolled to protect the sides of her neck, and her front limbs were lowered at an angle that would allow her to spring at a moments notice. Idly her toes would dig into the ground, and her tail would give a final flick before rising to be level with her body, should she need to pull forward and charge the ivory male she would use it as something of a rudder for balance.
attacks: none
defenses: eyes narrowed, ears pinned, head lowered over throat and aligned with spine, jaws open, shoulders rolled, hackles raised, toes digging into the ground, tail positioned for balance, legs lowered and ready to spring
injuries: healing wounds on her muzzle from her fight with Sendoa
vs. Isardis for Liberty
move 0 of 3