Steel and claw

As Avacyn is swept to the ground, slipping out from under her, Bramble rises victorious. The look of joyful pride spreading across her expression is clear as she turns a friendly smile to the Matriarch. “That was fun!” Bramble’s tone is chipper even through the slight panting of her tongue. Fighting well took a lot of energy, but she was ready for more!

Giving her body a shake, releasing the built of tension, Bramble turns back to the battlefield. Around her, pack mates and foe alike are fighting all around her. The clamor of bodies and weapons fill her ears, leaving her eye open to scan the crowd. It wouldn’t take long for her next opponent to zero in. The smaller purple woman comes charging forward, head down and ram horns forward. An interesting approach, but fitting for the woman’s stature and mutation.

Instead of meeting Desponia head on as she might have with someone else, she would rather not clash with the hardy material of the curling horns. As Desponia closes the space between them, Bramble skirts to the left, unaware of the aiming jaws from Desponia. Teeth meet her ankle as she yanks it away, leaving scraping wounds from her ankle down to her toes. Wincing through the pain, Bramble forges on.

Hoping that Desponia’s forward momentum is too much to stop the woman quickly, Bramble pivots until she’s parallel Desponia, but closer to the woman’s hind end. Lunging forward, Bramble aims to grab onto Desponia’s body and tackle her to the ground.

Bramble Carpathius