You wish you never met her at all

Beastie?

Enyo’s eyes narrowed, gaze locked on Empousa’s playful wink, the subtle flirtation all too obvious... and utterly repulsive. Poorly timed. Wrong place. Any shred of intrigue she might have had evaporated the moment Empousa dared flirt with her. Enyo’s stomach churned with disgust, the smaller wolf's advances more irritating than endearing. Did this bug think Enyo would ever give it a second chance? Did she not find value in this attention Enyo was sparing but instead was greedy or stupid enough to think she was worthy of even a shred more?

"Stupid it is." she spat with venom, her expression hardening. Where others might find charm in such boldness, Enyo only saw idiocy. Attraction? No. That had vanished the day Empousa tried to flirt, proving she didn’t have a shred of sense or respect. Enyo was not interested in closeness, nor did she want anything from Empousa beyond a target for her pent-up frustration. A punching bag to abuse and beat. The smaller wolf wasn’t worth her admiration, only her scorn.

The fight with Redrum had left Enyo exhilarated and satisfied, an intoxicating blend of violence and understanding. This was just a chore. Empousa was a pest. A loser who was too stubborn to stay down. The only thrill here came from the simplicity of the beatdown. There was no deeper connection, no unspoken bond, just a fool too eager to throw herself into a fight she couldn’t win. For what? To be noticed? The imprudent desperation repulsed Enyo.

Enyo decided it was best to not entertain this tawny nuisance anymore. To not feed her desires with words. This woman wasn't even fit to scrape the Dunamis shit off the floor. She was worse than a fly, she was fucking maggot.

The direct approach was laughable. Enyo braced herself, thick limbs digging into the earth as the smaller wolf slammed into her chest. The impact rippled through her massive frame, but she barely flinched, absorbing it with the ease of a predator accustomed to far greater force. As Empousa's paws scrabbled for purchase between their bodies, Enyo’s lips curled in a sneer.

This again?

The moment Empousa aimed her teeth toward Enyo’s throat, Enyo acted without hesitation. Instead of pulling away, she surged forward, slamming her broad neck against Empousa’s mouth to deny her the angle she sought. The smaller wolf's teeth scraped uselessly against her dense fur.

In one fluid motion, Enyo twisted her head and snapped her powerful jaws toward Empousa’s exposed foreleg, aiming to wrench it away and throw the smaller wolf off balance. She’d have to pay for Enyo's time with pain.

Enyo snarled, shoving Empousa back with the brute force of her chest, her tone laced with cold amusement. "You're nothing but a fool! Too stupid to stay down, too weak to impress me."

There was no pleasure in this fight, only grim determination. Empousa was not Redrum. She was not worthy of Enyo’s thrill, not worthy of her respect. Not worthy of her sensuality that so easily flowed. Just another body to knock down and remind of its place. The dragon had half a mind to maim the woman. However today, despite its lack of, she would exercise patience.

ENYO vs Empousa for SPAR
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
Companion 2: Snow Owl, gender - Flying
Skills: Master Fighter & Advanced Hunter
Specialty: Berserker

"SPEECH"