I'll make a dice thread. Roll for hit successes? First to land three wins? No major damage?
The storms had her on edge, the tales her haha had told her about the demons that come out to play during violent storms making her fur bristle. She was so on edge and paranoid that she walked slowly and scanned every detail in the distance before continuing onward. It had been quiet for since entering this area but almost as soon as she was beginning to ease up there was a crack of thunder and the skies opened, pouring rain.
On top of this to set her off she spotted the mud and dirt covered figure (in the flashes of lightning looking like a twisted demon) up ahead and she immediately began to snarl and stalk forward, planning the quickest way to attack. Falling silent as she stalked she kept to the shadows, freezing and crouching low whenever lightning struck to limit her visibility and then moving forth when it fell dark again. Using a boom of thunder to her advantage shs bolted forward and lunged for his headquarters without a single sound. This had been part of her teachings, strike swiftly and silently.
Failed hit!
Whatever she had meant to grab it had not been a mouthful of buttcheek. Perhaps a leg or the tail but not his ass. If ever asked she would deny that she took a chunk from someone's rear end. When he retaliated she managed to lift her head just in time for his fangs to slice a nice slash across her muzzle, the wound smarting immediately. Of course now she realised she had mistakenly bitten another wolf who completely did not deserve the attack.
Shit she cursed inwardly but then realized he had marked up her face, her beautiful face.
Snarling she backed away and circled him, he must be punished for marking her beauty. As she reached his side she went in, ducking low and attempting to bite at his belly.
PP ending with permission
As soon as she struck his belly and bit in, the male seemed to have had enough. He leaped away, snarled with flattened ears and then bolted. Minori didn't chase him down, she never did unless they did something bad enough to make her that angry. She licked the blood from her maw and snorted, continuing onward to find shelter from the storms .