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MY DEMONS HAVE WON



Kaliska

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02-22-2014, 11:27 PM
ooc: Raisa can break this up at any point!! If you've any questions please don't hesitate to pm me, I'm posting this waaaaayyyyy past my bedtime. xD Also I'm cool with no defaults if you want to go through with it though I have no idea what Raisa may do. She may very well be like "Kaliska, heel!"

But yea, that was a brutal murder I can't see Kaliska settling for a plain old dominance match. <3



Kaliska was patrolling the borders once again and it seemed it was quickly becoming her favorite past time. Well, not really, but it was what she spent most of her time doing. After all the pack was still small and vulnerable to the larger behemoths that dwelled to the north and south. These were tender times, the infant pack slowly growing in strength but they were also now beginning to be known. That was not always a good thing.


Typically Kaliska's patrols were uneventful but this evening everything changed when the sudden stench of blood hit her nostrils. The Ebon Knight stifled a growl as her muscles tensed. She did not recognize the scent of the blood but she was all too aware that she did not know all of her pack members they were so young. As far as she knew someone, some low, disgusting, cock-sucker had just slain one of her packmates. They would not leave in one piece.


Silent, with the grace of her small and lanky frame keeping her pawsteps light and the slight breeze in her face the elements were in her favor in the brush that she already called hope. Fur and hackles raised as adrenaline raced through her limbs. Ears pinned tightly to her head as her jaw slowly parted revealing pale daggers. There.


A large black bitch was standing over a young white fae who was clearly dead and probably had been tortured but it was hard for Kaliska to see. This fucking wretch had waltzed right into Ebony territory and killed a wolf on their land, possibly even a pack mate. Kaliska would sever the tendons in her back legs so she could stumble about and starve to death. She cared not for the massive size difference between the two. It often worked to her advantage. She was harder to see coming.


Shoulders rolled slowly forward as neck scrunched back, her stance widened, limbs bent with muscled taught and coiled. Toes splayed and claws dug into the soft earth. Her head tilted slightly down as her brows furrowed in fury. Kaliska's tail aligned parallel to her spine as she prepared to defend her pack, knowing she could become a victim, knowing this could turn on her so easily. But she was proud to die for Ebony and the trespasser could torture her all she wanted Kaliska would die with a smile. If she was crippled as well so be it. She would face this foe with the bravery and honor of her title and she would happily spend her days gathering herbs like a goat knowing she at least tried.


Kaliska was behind the woman and off to the right. The boulder was directly to the left of the black bitch, which might hinder escape in that direction. Sleek legs uncoiled, the breeze still to her face as she sprang forward coming in at about a 45 degree angle for Nott's back right leg, jaws open and seeking to grasp the larger wolf right above the hock where there was less tissue to go through to sever the achilles tendon. The top of her head would turn toward the front so her lower fangs had better access to the target. Kaliska's weight would also shift to her left side enabling her to extend her right front leg in front of Nott's right back one in the hopes of tripping her when she tried to move. Kaliska kept herself low and her limbs tense, ready to move. She was much smaller and would have to rely on agility if this went sour.



Kaliska vs N?tt

MAIM -severing of achilles tendon to right back leg to cause crippling-

Round: 1 of ?


Attack:Located behind and to the right of N?tt, Kaliska is attempting to close the distance between then, aiming to bite onto N?tt's right hind leg, just above the hock in an attempt to get a hold and sever the achilles tendon. Her right front will also shift in an attempt to get in front of N?tt's right back leg to both steady her self and cause a potential trip.


Defenses: Fur and Hackles Raised | Shoulders Rolled Forward | Neck Scrunched | Stance Widened | Knees Bent and Legs Coiled | Toes Splayed | Head Titled Slightly Forward | Ears Pinned | Jaws Slightly Parted | Tail held Parallel to Spine | Brows Furrowed


Injuries:n/a


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