Power Trip

After the fight against Neios, the dark woman didnt come out clean, infact she looked rather tattered and bloodied. Her scruff had been ripped, her chest was bruised and her jaw feels like it was about to come of. The pain was coming now the fight was over, You could hardly feel it at the time, but now? it killed like a bitch. She would pace herself towards the call, eager to see what she had to say, and who became victors in their pairs. She would approach the small meeting, caring very little to the wolves who where already there; sitting to the side, patiently waiting and listening. Neios had not yet showed up, and she couldnt help but wonder if he was just going to be slightly late like she was. After the fight, she would hold the slightest respect to him- he was an excellent fighter and Elysium was lucky to have him. Though it may only be slight, that was rather huge for Meinx. She hated everyone and found it effort to actually socialize, though- that wasnt such a bad thing. She liked to get straight to the point.