Meinx vs Neo
He approached her silently, head lowered as he stepped into her view. He carried himself gracefully, but his eyes told a different story; piqued with blood lust and rage as they scrolled over the Adravendi scum before him. A hushed snarl escaped his throat as he began to circle her, bristled fur waving in the wind. For a moment he forgot that she was several tiers above him in rank. Forgot that she wasn't Cairo. Forgot that this was only a spar. Recollection ebbed away at his fury as he began to collect himself. He needed his wits about him. He would pass his judgment on her when he saw it most fit. But not today. Revenge was a dish best served cold after all. For now, all he had to do was prove his guile and strength. He paced around her slowly, ears pinned back in an arch around his crown. He hated to admit it, but she had the upper-hand on him. She had experience where Neo only had training, she was younger and more spry than he was, and of course she most likely had a strategy already planned out for him. Well. It was only a spar after all. |