It's what you know

Enyo's heart surged as Redrum lunged, the rawness of his movement was a direct reflection of her own primal desires. He came at her like a force of nature; it was everything she had hoped for. Pure, unrestrained power. Her grin widened, her lips curling back to expose her sharp fangs, a growl of excitement rumbling from deep within her chest. She welcomed the sudden chaos, the weight of his force against her body, the thrill of a true clash between intense forces.

Enyo felt her pulse thunder as she watched Redrum move, his body practically vibrating with anticipation. She caught the erratic curl of his lips and heard the primal sound that tore from his throat. Something deeper than a growl, something raw. The thrill of the impending fight only amplified her senses, her heartbeat syncing with the cadence of his uneven breaths. The words he uttered were taunting and evocative.

"Red is my favorite color," she snarled through her teeth, her voice thick with exhilaration. While he thought of himself as an apex hunter, Enyo saw herself as the ultimate weapon. Where he saw those weaker as prey, Enyo saw them as her whetstone.

His sudden burst of speed was fast and Enyo’s body responded immediately. Her muscles coiled as he lunged, his powerful form barreling towards her like an unstoppable force. But she was no passive target. With a clever shift of her weight, Enyo pivoted, allowing his forward momentum to crash into her. She twisted her body just enough to absorb the impact, her forepaws wrapping around his shoulders with a fierce grip.

His fangs grazed her neck, but Enyo didn’t flinch. Pain would only fuel her excitement, and her eyes flashed with an equally wild light. She relished the closeness, the tangle of fur and muscle, the heat radiating from their bodies as they struggled for dominance. So similar to making love. Instead, she used his own force against him, leaning into him with her powerful build and yanking him down. The ground would rush up to meet them as she attempted to drag him into a grapple. Their bodies would collide heavily with the earth. Her mane would cushion the impact, as her chest pressed firmly into his as she twisted her hind legs around his to pin him in place.

"Not so easy, Redrum," she growled, her voice a low, velvet purr that carried both amusement and challenge. The struggle was intoxicating, the way their muscles tensed and shifted against each other, each trying to gain the upper hand. Enyo reveled in the rawness of it, her eyes locking onto his as she tried to keep him close. Her forelimbs tightened their hold.

She could feel his muscles twitch beneath her, the barely restrained energy ready to explode, and it thrilled her. Enyo had no intention of letting this end too quickly—no, she wanted to savor every moment of this clash, the exhilarating dance of strength and dominance.

"Show me what you've got! Give me all of your strength."



ENYO vs Redrum for Minor Maim
Round 1/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Canine caps
Defensive Battle Accessory: Daedric armor
Companion 1: Peregrine Falcon, Female - Battle
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Novice Hunter
Specialty: none


"SPEECH"