Screaming let us in

*Six* · 02-08-2014, 11:28 AM

The northern lady slipped from her den in a flurry when she heard the call. A familiar call from a familiar Wolf. Etern. The blue armada boy. How exciting. The girl loved fighting and she loved to win against men she knew. To rub it in their face. The girl was a winner, but she wasn't a sore loser. Most of the time.. The girl ran and ran to the battlefield. She had various dens around the lands, this one happened to be closer to the battlefield then the rest. The smell of crimson blood had flown into her ebony nose. Her eyes flicked around in a flurry, to find her next victim. She smirked when those lavender orbs feasted upon their prey. Etern. The woman pranced forward, she felt a sting within her chest from the run, but she would have to learn how to deal with it if she was gonna be an Alpha soon. The girl dipped her head down as she got closer, about seven paces away from him. She smiled and fluttered those lashes at him. "Lets fight, warlord." A simple giggle was let forth as she got set. The woman squared her paws, weight evenly spread across each foot. Her claws dug into the dirt below. Her core was tight and her spine was aligned with her head and tail. Her knees were bent to be lower to the ground. Her head tucked into her neck. Eyes flicked into slits to protect her from blinding. Her lips curled up to expose her fangs. Her hackles raised and swelled into touch rolls upon her neck. And last but not least her ears flattened against her ebony skull to prevent an sort of maiming that could be brought to them. The girl stared right at him, ready. "I will let you go first."

Six v Etern

for spar

0/3

Defenses: The woman squared her paws, weight evenly spread across each foot. Her claws dug into the dirt below. Her core was tight and her spine was aligned with her head and tail. Her knees were bent to be lower to the ground. Her head tucked into her neck. Eyes flicked into slits to protect her from blinding. Her lips curled up to expose her fangs. Her hackles raised and swelled into touch rolls upon her neck. And last but not least her ears flattened against her ebony skull to prevent an sort of maiming that could be brought to them.

Attacks: n/a

injuries: damaged lungs from the storm, it is reoccurring and will play a part in the fight.

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