You wish you never met her at all

Enyo’s eyes gleamed with cold as she stalked across the cracked dirt of the battlefield, her heavy frame cutting through the low mist like a blade. The air clung thickly with the scent of sweat and blood, just the way she liked it. Her daedric armor glistened in the sun as her gaze settled on a smaller figure. Empousa. The faintest curl tugged at her lip in disdain.

The scent of jasmine and metal clung to Empousa like a warning, but Enyo dismissed it, her nostrils flaring. Weak. It irritated her more than it intrigued her. It reeked of sweetness, like overripe fruit.

Figures she'd show up here. The thought dripped with annoyance, creeping into the corners of her mind. It wasn’t a coincidence. No, this gnat had followed her, she was sure of it. Enyo’s thick, velvety voice poured out in a low rumble, dripping with condescension. Enyo’s patience thinned. A growl rose deep within her broad chest, vibrating her thick neck and chest fur. Every inch of her screamed dominance, her presence bearing down on the much smaller wolf with the weight of a rolling storm.

She lowered her head slightly, just enough to bring her icy blue gaze level with Empousa’s. Her breath rolled out in a warm, steady huff as if warning Empousa to rethink her entire existence.

"You followed me here for a reason, didn't you?" Her voice dripped with smug amusement, daring the smaller wolf to deny it. "Well, congratulations. You got what you wanted. Now let's see if you can survive it."

The grin melted from her face, replaced by a sharp, predatory focus. She took a deliberate step forward, her heavy paws pressing into the earth, muscles rippling beneath her dense, battle-worn fur. The battlefield welcomed her. The air was thick with the promise of violence, and Enyo thrived in it.

"Fight me." The command was simple, final, and left no room for refusal. Her daedric armor caught the light as she shifted her weight, every ounce of her formidable frame poised for the impending clash.

"If you can stand after this, I might even acknowledge your existence."

Her eyes locked onto Empousa's, her hues unrelenting glaciers. This was no playful spar. Enyo intended to put the irritating wolf firmly in her place, crushing any notion of defiance underfoot. And if Empousa thought her speed could outmatch Enyo's strength, she was in for a rude awakening.

Enyo’s grin returned, sharper, hungrier. "Come on then, little fly. Show me what you've got."


ENYO vs Empousa for Dominance
Round 0/?
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
Companion 2: Snow Owl, gender - Flying
Skills: Master Fighter & Advanced Hunter
Specialty: Berserker



"SPEECH"