Never Bow Down
01-13-2014, 10:19 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-13-2014, 10:27 PM by Dægmar.)
Poison dripping off my fangs... D?gmar had finally made it to the battlefield just as the sun was beginning to set. A long day? a frustrating day. The mottled gray femme had been in a bit of a snit since her visit to Glaciem. She was all for sharing flesh and fluid but she was not put in the lands of Alacritis to pop out furry little rugrats. Pfft! Well, she'd just find her own way and perhaps it would pay off more in the end. But before she continued her search for a pack she needed a release? a physical one? something involving blood. The sounds of scuffles filtered through her auds. There seemed to be quite a few matches going on and she felt alive with the rush of it. This was a popular place to gain experience but the danger was not lost on her. Individuals fighting without the backup support of their packs could easily fall prey to the fangs of their competitors and it thrilled her, this idea of living right on the edge of grizzly fang. Grinning she was about to call out her own challenge when the scent of nearby competition caught her attention. They were very close by?.. Gracefully, like water over stone D?gmar's body flowed into a stalking position as she slunk sensuously forward to see two males in what she would call a light scuffle. It looked more like play than battle, honestly? motion caught her sight as she noticed a large pitch black brute far off to her right whip a rock right at the fighters. Ohhhh that was low? she liked this one. Licking her lips she couldn't help but grin as the jaws of one fighter latched around the face of the other. Did a fang hook an eye?.. pity? Her sharp emerald eyes looked over at the brute who was swiftly moving on his way. Now where could he be skulking off to? Not even going to bother showing his play? Brimming with curiosity she took off after this brute, not caring the least if he knew she was following him, in fact she wasn't really trying to hide the fact at all. "You know, Mr. tall, dark and anti-social, life isn't a spectator sport. You ever think of getting your paws a little bit? dirtier now and then?" Grinning she kept up her pace, curious if the male would respond or attempt to ignore her. Either way she had a feeling this game would be fun. |
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ooc: edited for very silly spelling mistake in dialogue. Even changed to ever.