Sister of War

Enyo’s piercing gaze fixed on Eltrys as he approached, his measured demeanor and smooth introduction met with the icy fire of her dual-colored eyes. She stood motionless, the tension thick enough to choke on. The battlefield was hers now, and she would waste no breath on empty words.

"Names mean little here," she said, her voice thick and velvety, echoing with authority. "Actions do." She shifted her stance, her powerful muscles rippling beneath her dense, rugged fur. "You’ll come to know me well enough, Eltrys. Nothing escapes the jaws of the relentless." Should she lose she would return. Again. Again. Again and again. She would have a crown. She took steps closer to him.

Her voice was cold and sure. She would continue to walk forward towards Eltry as she spoke. "The strong keep what they have, and the rest bend. Nature’s rule. You will bend." Her eyes darted to the oddly colored one, he seemed upset. How weak of him to be angry by nature’s law.

She supposed she would be angry, too if she felt she couldn’t defend what she had.

Enyo noted the arrival of her brothers and a cousin as she spoke, their presence acknowledged only with the briefest flicker of her gaze. The chubby blueberry. Epimethius was there too? Good dog. She saw Redrum, too, the fire of his coat a fleeting distraction she ruthlessly pushed away. There would be no room for anything but victory today, especially with so many showing support for her. In the end, the only support she needed was that of her companions. Foberos and Atromitos, one of which was flying high above while the other watched in the distance. This was a battle, and winning was what she did best. She didn’t waste time on pleasantries or explanations and would not soften it with unnecessary words. She suspected some procrastination but she would not give him the opportunity for such things. It was now or never. The idea of fighting, of blood and power. Such things caused her blood to sing with adrenaline at the very thought. There would be no more talk.

The time was right.

[FIGHTING STARTS BELOW]

With a fierce growl, she surged forward in a powerful charge, her heavy frame thundering toward her opponent. Her ears flattened against her head, and her fur bristled along her spine as she prepared to make her move.

Enyo kicked off the ground as she neared him with her powerful haunches to build momentum for the attack to come. Her toes splayed wide for maximum traction on the ground to ensure balance. With the full force of her left shoulder, she aimed to slam into what would be his right side of his pectoral area. She intended to use her weight to knock him back, hoping to force him off balance and destabilize him with the impact. Immediately after she lowered her body, shifting her weight forward and diving toward his right foreleg.

Simultaneously, Foberos, her peregrine falcon, soared overhead. As soon as Enyo moved to slam into Eltrys, the falcon dived down to target Eltrys’s left eyelid with sharp talons to distract and disorient him, aiming to make Enyo’s attack more effective.

With precision, she lowered her head, tucking her chin to protect her throat as she followed up her initial attack with a lunge toward the foreleg on Eltry’s right. She aimed to sink her teeth deep into the carpal joint, targeting his Extensor Carpi Radialis in an attempt to damage them and limit his movement.

Her posture remained defensive, her back slightly arched and ready to move as soon as she made contact.




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Enyo Vs Eltrys for Pack Challenge
Round 1/2
Height: 45”
Build: Heavy



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