*crooks finger*

Hani listened to the woman as she snarked off some jabs at her fur being dirty and Hani muttered under her breath, imitating Warja. Well didn't she just know everything? Hani let out a loud sigh, rolling her eyes, "You called for a fight, and you talk a big talk, but you can't even, won't even, fight a wolf who you say can't even take care of herself. How come? You don't know if I can give you what your looking for, but you won't even try me." Hani wasn't sure why she was still talking, but she was, "I'm hoping you actually wanted a fight and didn't just want a big strong guy to come and flex his stuff for you." She was still doing it. She had prepared for a fight, and she wanted to get one. Something in her drove her to try and antagonize this woman, to make her snap and want to fight. Maybe she was offended the other wouldn't fight with her, or maybe it was the excuse of a conscience. Yeah, right. If Hani pushed the right buttons, she was sure all manners and means of that "conscience" would break. She didn't have anything to lose, and it was worth a try anyway, if only to prove a point to herself, "Maybe you were looking to fight so you could play the injured damsel in distress for some sort of kinky hook up? Don't tell me that's your plan for finding a mate, now." Hani 'tsked' her tongue, but prepared herself in case the woman snapped.