IT'S A CHISEL THAT SHAPES YOU

[permission to powerplay granted from medillic]

Enyo's movements were fluid. Her strikes were sharp and precise, not enough to actually harm the boy but enough to make each blow hurt. Her frame could easily overpower him, but breaking his spirit was not her goal. But the woman didn't want to hand him anything either. She knew how to maintain control, how to anticipate every shift in his little body.

It was all so predictable. Hades, for all his determination, was no match for her experience and strength. But perhaps, in time, he could become something promising. Something dangerous. They did have the blood of her brother after all.

But then something unexpected happened. A slight misstep, a slip of her paw in a small slick patch of mud. Suddenly, her balance faltered. She tumbled forward, her stomach hitting the earth with a sharp and heavy thud, and her breath was knocked out of her for a moment. It was an uncharacteristic slip, one that left her vulnerable for the briefest of moments.

Hades saw it; her eyes moved to see his face light up with the satisfaction of what he clearly mistaken as a victory. Misplaced confidence. He smirked, and his little chest rose with pride.

Did he not realize it was luck?

Did the stupid brat think he could truly beat her?

Enyo's breath caught, anger flaring as the incredulity of it all caused her to boil. She never slipped. Not like that. Not when she had trained for every possible outcome, prepared for every weakness. But here she was, on the ground. With an ego more bruised than her body. She could feel the heat of fury rising in her chest and she wasted no time in standing. Her blue eyes blazing

Before Hades could even react, Enyo lunged at him. Her massive paw swinging with a force that sent his body crashing to the ground. The slap reverbated through the air and travelled across the barren lands. Bouncing off the rocks.

"Νομίζεις ότι έχεις κερδίσει;" Enyo's voice was a thunderous growl, raw with rage, "Είσαι απλά ένα παιδί, Άδη. Ποτέ δεν θα μπορούσες να με βελτιώσεις. Ποτέ δεν θα με νικήσεις. Κανείς δεν μπορεί. Καταλαβαίνεις? Αυτός είναι ο πραγματικός κόσμος που λίγο mutt! Δεν έχετε ιδέα πόσο δύσκολο είναι!" She loomed over him, her chest heaving. He would never know what it meant to struggle would he? He would never suffer through tests of the same caliber than Nike forced Erebros and her to experience. This insipid little brat would always have it easy...

Wouldn't he?

Because of the blood on her maw and the sweat on her back. Because of Erebros' hard work. These pups would grow sof,t wouldn't they? Because of their tainted mother.

Angry thoughts spiraled into Enyo's mind—hormonal rage and irrational wrath. He wouldn't be allowed to be soft, not under her watch. Tough love wouldn't break any Dunamis; Enyo would be the chisel that shaped them.

"Δεν έχεις ιδέα τι σημαίνει να είσαι δυνατός. Είστε ένα αδύναμο κουτάβι που δεν είχε καν μια γεύση της εκπαίδευσης. Δεν έχετε καν εξελιχθεί στις δυνατότητές σας. Σκουπίστε αυτό το ηλίθιο μικρό χαμόγελο από το πρόσωπό σας που χαζεύετε." The words spilled out in a hot unrelenting wave, the bitterness in her voice was palpable. Her teeth grounded together as she seethed, eyes locked onto the small boy with pure venom.

Without waiting for a response, she lunged forward again, her body a blur of movement, charging at him, "ΣΗΚΩΘΕΊΤΕ ΆΔΗΣ!", she roared, "Δεν έχεις μάθει τίποτα ακόμα, αλλά εγώ θα είμαι ο δάσκαλός σου. Αποδείξτε ότι αξίζετε να είστε Dunamis. Τώρα"

Her muscles tensed as she quickly closed the distance between them. To crush any place of doubt, any thought that he could have bested her in the first place. She was done with the game. It was time for him to truly understand just what she was.

It was time for a real test.


ENYO vs Hades for minor maim (scar on right shoulder)
Round 1/?
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 & Master Hunter
Specialty: Berserker


"SPEECH"
"GREEK"