Hit me with your best shot

That girl was a bitch.


Kaneyna had been carefully plotting every defensive measure she might have to take as soon as her teeth had locked onto the upper right shoulder of her opponent. As soon as the events had taken place and the girl's teeth had gone in enough in her opponent she unlatched and backed up with her eyes narrowed. Her other attacks had failed like she expected them too. When Narfi lunged at her with her [Narfi's] jaws wide to get her upper right foreleg, Kaneyna leapt out of the way and immediately lunged at the woman's left side to grasp onto her lower neck near the base of her shoulder. Valar Mourghulis. She told herself slyly as she attempted to pull off the attach from a 40 degree angle around the back of the opponent. The way she had spun had placed her head on a 140 degree angle from where she had been. She was using the speed that came with being smaller to her advantage.


Her head remained lowered as it had when she had attacked the first time. Her shoulders stayed squared and her tail raised an an aggravated level. Her fur continued to bristle with her haunches and hackles staying raised. She hissed once more as she felt a mid-forced blow to her right shoulder that Narfi had hit while Kaneyna attempted to lunge at the woman's left side to grasp onto her lower neck near the base of her shoulder from a 40 degree angle. Narfi snapped towards Kaneyna's face so she [Kaneyna] pulled back some but with her pulling back and rearing almost to the side of the woman, Kaneyna felt the jaws grip her shoulder that would no doubt leave puncture wounds or even a scar or two. The 2 wounds from the bite were around 3.66 centimeters deep. She felt the bruising sting from the previous shoulder attack. No doubt the bruises would take at least a day to heal.


Kaneyna decided to try and steal from Narfi's own book to try and throw her off. She started to snap towards the left side of Narfi's head in an attempt to grab onto anything she could. She held onto her 130 degree angle [40 degrees if you take the acute angle between Narfi's body and Kaneyna's body but 140 if you take the front of Narfi's head to the jaws of Kaneyna]. Her eyes remained narrowed slightly as she had lunged towards the left side of Narfi's head. She refused to let a bitch who was so snobby have the rank. So Kaneyna came after, it didn't matter. In this pack, skill mattered, and that was all. Kaneyna knew what truly mattered and she held it in her heart. Loyalty. Skill. A sense of honor, well, not really. A sense of killing seemed more appropriate to her. A bloodlust. A sense of family. The pack was a family and she had to pave her way starting right then. She had to win to prove what she had. She'd rather die and sit next to Satan in hell than let the bitch win the title. Kaneyna craved few things. Blood and power were one of the few. She could taste blood. Power was much more difficult to gain.


ROUND 2 OF 2 FOR RANK-DUCHESS