Steel and claw

It was a little embarrassing to say, but nothing got Dusks blood pumping quite like battle. It was her first true love and she would always come home to it. The Carpathian woman stood back, allowing others to meet their opponents first. She was in no hurry. It was good to stand back so that she could observe the skills of her packmates. Fiery eyes watched Sitri closely and Dusk grinned proudly as he trounced his opponent. She'd have to fully show her appreciation for his hard work later.

Dusk found it more than a little surprising that her father had lost his bout with the Elysium alpha, but things happened. You couldn't win all of the time. As Dusk looked around for an opponent for herself, she lifted her long, prehensile tail and gave it a shake. The blades of Whisper shifted free in preparation. Not wanting to leave her beloved weapon behind, Dusk had come up with a plan of capping the blades with thick hide. She wouldn't be lopping heads off today.

"Dusk Carpathius"