CONTAGIOUS
02-01-2014, 12:15 PM
//SET BEFORE WETH BREAKS HER PAW--DURING HURRICANE//
She was burning inside, she wanted to feel blood on her fur and in her maw. Silken tresses along her spine were raised as she stalked across the bloodstained battlefield, ears flattened against her cranium as she seethed. The dark clouds looming overhead mirrored her vile mood, her temper raging under her hot skin. A pair of duelling wolves bumped against her and a set of teeth grazed her shoulder. Taira would raise in outrage as her lips pulled back and sank her own jaws into the scruff of a smaller wolf, a youngster in training most likely. A squeal met her audits as she dropped the mongrel at her feet and snarled at it, then stepped upon its chest to move over it. Charcoal tipped banner was lashing slowly at her hips, her mood something that could easily frighten children from a distance. Standing in a clear area of the plains, she growled under her breath as the battling lupines all around raged. Delicate cranium sunk below her shoulders as mismatched optics flicked aggressively to and fro in search of someone to sink her teeth into. Lips were pulled back as she threatened the same pair as before, who had once again gotten to close to her. She would not be soiled by the blood of mere children, in no manner at all.
When they didn't clear out, she spun about and reared back, slamming her forepaws into the shoulders of the closest, yet again the youngster who had nearly bitten her. The pair toppled over and looked at her with wide eyes, shocked. "Stay the fuck away from me, runts!" She spat, venom and malice turned to razors in her sultry vocals. They stumbled clear away, resuming their fight without a moments notice. She spat a last insult at them, unworthy of ever being repeated. Lightning flashed in the skies miles away, thunder rumbling soon after it. Bi coloured glare would fixate on an approaching figure, familiar in all it's oddities. She stalked over to her brother with a dark grin, raising her cranium a touch to nip at his jaw a touch too hard to be playful. "Up for a little spar, brother?" She would growl, slinking back to the cleared space and grinning devilishly, evergreen and mauve optics burning with unbridled fury, directed at nothing in particular. Long banner raised over her feminine hips in challenge as she grinned.
Defenses would be put in place, knowing better than to let her guard down against her much larger twin. Hackles would rise aggressively, lengthy limbs splaying for better balance as she dug her talons into the soil and shifted her balance to her toes. Dark audits would lower to become flush with her skull, as her two toned optics narrowed to watch her brother with bright slits. Muscles would tense as she bent her knees slightly, so her body would be able to take a blow and recover quicker. Tail would slowly lower to become flush with her spine, and her crown fell between her shoulders to protect her throat. Lips were pulled back to reveal the formidable fangs hidden in her jaws, her dark lips curving up in a malicious smile as she waited for Baldur to make a move or be chivalrous and let her begin this battle.
WETH VS. BALDUR
FOR PRACTICE
ROUND ZERO OF THREE?
DEFENSES: HACKLES UP//WIDENING STANCE//BALANCE SHIFTED TO TOES//EARS FLATTENED//EYES NARROWED//TENSED MUSCLES//KNEES BENT//TAIL LEVEL WITH SPINE// HEAD LOWERED BETWEEN SHOULDERS TO PROTECT THROAT//LIPS LIFTED//
ATTACKS: NONE YET
OOC: I SUCK AT SPARS SO IF ANYTHING IS UNCLEAR JUST LET ME KNOW AND I'LL ELABORATE!! :)
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