Steel and claw

The chance for a friendly brawl was never a loss for Fia, and perhaps an even more than friendly if given the opportunity. Which is why she was quick to drop what she was doing to come to the call of battle.

When in the scene she noticed a few of the wolves in spars already, Aethon being the first to drop and a couple of the Hallows wolves ready for their match. More of Elysium would be behind her. She was quick to glance over the group of wolves on the opposing side, and for whatever reason when she laid eyes on Stolas' brother of all of them she was heavy on heels towards him. It was far from a reaction of anger, maybe more just the unusual sight of someone that looked so much like him, brewing somewhat of a lustful energy through her veins. It wouldn't appear that way though.

He seemed as ready as ever so Fia wouldn't hesitate to close the distance between them. Her teeth were out of question here, so she would make note not to maim one of their not-enemies in the raid. Clearly not lacking any confidence she would aim to slam herself into Sitri with her chest into his left shoulder. It probably wouldn't do much but stun him and prepare him for a more realistic attack, but he should be thankful she was being careful with the amount of damage she could have caused to him.

"Fia"