Bevroren Talk
10-18-2014, 11:19 PM
The silver woman was open to the idea of having alliances, or event gauge friendships. So a faint smile would grace her features. She would listen as the woman continued, musing out loud about how to gauge a packs strength. It was then that the Queen would suggest a spar. Her grin only grew. "I am not one to turn down a spar, my dear." She would chuckle. And immediately her defenses would settle into place.
Her head would lower, chin would tuck, hackles bristled. Shoulders rolled forward, neck scrunched, her tail aligned with her spine. Legs spread equidistant and her toes splayed while claws dug into the earth. Her weight fell evenly across her four limbs, her abdominal muscles would tighten in preparation for a possible collision. "You can have the fight move." Eyes narrowed and her ears pinned, lips curling to reveal ivory daggers and push extra skin around her eyes. |
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