White paws hit the ground where the ash was, changing color slowly to a light gray. Green eyes narrowed as she smelt the ground. Her brother. Her brother had come this way. Without a word, the girl ran forwards, knocking a rabbit aside in the process. The girl's stomach growled, and she rushed forwards as the rabbit got to it's paws. Before it could run very far, Blizzard charged, knocking ash in the air. She tossed the rabbit in the air, and let it fall down quickly. The rabbit now had a large gash from the girl's unforgiving jaws. The poor creature would not live long if she kept this up. So, the girl moved forwards and gently clamped her jaws around the rabbit's spine. There was a sickening crack as her jaws crunched down, and the rabbit went limp.

After killing the creature, the girl began to eat the rabbit. She started with the tail first, as she knew she wouldn't eat it later. Then, the back legs were slowly ate. The girl kept eating until the rabbit's ears were left. Biting down quickly, the girl finished the rabbit. Then, she looked up as she heard something rustling in the woods nearby. A coyote? The girl thought this, then snarled as a scent came to her. Not a coyote. A wolf.

Sapphire eyes peered out from under heavy brush. Angel had laid still for so long that he was coated head to toe in ash; as everything else was equally covered, the blanket atop him served as camouflage. If he was very still and quiet, the young brute would almost disappear were it not for his eyes. This is exactly what had happened with the stranger. Angel had been witness to not only the chase, but the catch and consumption of the rabbit. It made his motuh water with envy. He'd briefly considered revealing himself, but then decided that he wanted to see how long he could go unnoticed.

If it hadn't been for a sudden itch behind his ear, Angel was sure the fae would have never been the wiser. But oh, the itch! It got to him, pestered him until he couldn't think of anything else. Slowly, so painstakingly slow that he thought the itch would bore into his skull before he could stop it, the brute lifted his back paw to attack the trouble ear.

Shtick. That's all it took. The fae's head whipped around, her eyes glaring into the thicket. She didn't see him though; her poisonous stare was directed too broadly for her to be looking at him. Angel was content to remain hidden and had it not been for a sudden gust of wind he'd have done so. But alas, it wasn't meant to be.

With a sigh that blew the ash off his nose, the brute unearthed himself. He didn't advance for they were already quite close, so instead Angel just stood there, still covered largely in ash. "Um, hey."

Her green eyes were still pointed in the direction of the forest when a male crawled from under a large bush. A low growl escaped from the girl's throat, loud enough for the silence to be broke after the boy spoke. He seemed like he could be trusted, but, after the black wolf she had trusted, she wasn't so sure. So, as a low growl escaped her throat, she added words into it. Leave now, before I rip your head off your shoulders. Sure, she wasn't too friendly anymore. But she couldn't help it. Then, glaring at the wolf more, she added a few words. I have no time to talk. I'm looking for my brother. She growled, and moved closer to the male, before snapping at his ear, hoping to bite hard enough to draw the blood, and hopefully get the wolf to get out of her way. If this didn't get him to move, then she would aim to bite one of his legs. If she did, then she would aim to pull his leg out from under him.





talk, think

Woah! Harsh. Okay, he was here first. It was hardly his fault she wasn't aware of her surroundings. No need to bite his head off. It wasn't liked he'd snuck up on her or anything. She was the one who'd entered his space. But whatever, he'd go, but not before she got a piece of his mind. "Look, lady, you don't have to be such a b-"

Out of the blue, the fae charged at him. His first reaction was to tense up, quickly followed by a rapid setting of instinctual defenses. His fur stood on end, bloating his figure, and his eyes narrowed to protect his delicate optics. Angel's stance widened and his knees bent, his body readying for him to spring into action. She was on him before he could wholly ready himself, springing for his ear.

The unnamed fae seized him, catching his left ear before he could guard himself. In response, the brute jerked away, her teeth skinning the inside of his ear as Angel pulled it from her grasp. The brute let out a yelp, the pain in his ear drawing the sound from him before he could choke it back. Angel retreated three steps and laid his ears flat to avoid them becoming easy targets again, all the while keeping his eyes fixed on his attacker should she jump at him again.

He retaliated by going for the top of her left shoulder. Angel dove to his right, his body kept low until the moment of his attack. He would rush towards her shoulder, aiming to catch it with his teeth while at the same time driving the forward side of his right shoulder into her ribs, his body coming at hers from an angle. Although he wasn't too much bigger than her, the brute aimed to throw his smaller opponent to the ground, or at least off-balance her; stacking the odds in his favor.


Defenses: Raised hackles, narrowed eyes, flattened ears, widened stance for balance, knees bent in anticipation of an attack.

Attacks: Two: he's trying to bite the top of her shoulder while simultaneously ramming into her ribs with the front of his shoulder.

Injuries: Stinging, bleeding ear.

Round: 1 of ?

Fight for: Dominance