Burning Bridges

She knew the sound of an ambitious challenger well, and she was quick to answer. Powerful limbs carried her forth, the golden matriarch turned into a golden warrior. She did not flinch from the prospect of battle; despite her age, Virgil?s pelt was lined with experience. Numerous scars and testimonies to her undefeated streak stand proud against her rich-hued body, and upon arrival she was simply urged further. Syrinx, a slowly growing fond spot within her chest. She wants to strip him away from this woman and make him hers, to tell him that if he wanted to play with her, there was a price to pay. And yet, Virgil has more sense than an animal, and more restraint. She was a strong, noble woman; there were refined ways of courtship.
Instead, she lifted her left paw, seeking to nudge it against Syrinx?s hind right leg forcefully. ?So quick to crown her? And here I thought you had a pack of warriors,? she teased, fiery gaze falling upon the purple eyed woman. She was a stranger, but Virgil took her as a worthy opponent; this was a matter of testing herself, of staking a claim of her familial worth, and it was nothing personal. She did not doubt that one day she might befriend the woman, but for now they were opponents. ?Virgil Olympus. I?m challenging for the rank of Secondary, if you?re up for it,? she said with a grin. Battle was fun, regardless of the outcome. There was a teasing tone to her voice, one intended to bribe the violet eyed woman into action.
Defenses began to set; legs spread equally apart, weight evenly distributed, limbs bent slightly, body lowered, toes spread, claws biting into the soil for traction, tail lashing out behind her for balance, head lowered to align with her spine, neck scrunched, chin tucked, hackles raised, jaws parted, eyes narrowed, and ears pinned back. She was young, but she was experienced in battle. Her size was greater than her opponent?s, and as such the golden warrioress had a good idea of how to go about this little dance. She looked forward to it; it would be the first battle of the Olympians, and she hoped that her dearest Syrinx would take note.
VIRGIL vs. ALENA for SECONDARY
0/? (2 or 3? Up to you shelbs <3)