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Action 1: (Attack - 7) Enraged by Tonravik's insolence, Jinx makes a grab for her muzzle, intending to shove her head down.

Perhaps their meeting could have been good-natured. Tonravik was obviously a physically inclined beast, given her bulk, and Jinx could have found much to discuss with her about border patrol and techniques. Alas, any chance at peace was thrown out the window the second the newcomer's eyes met her own in a defiant challenge. A look of outrage crossed the Beta's face, and seconds later she had lifted herself into the stiff posture of leadership, with muzzle wrinkled and teeth bared in a warning grimace. This was the second wolf who thought to undermine her recently.

This would be the second wolf she would put down and remind of their inferiority. She was a Kesuk, and would not take this disrespect.

Without a second's hesitation nor thought for her previous injuries, the Beta launched herself at Tonravik, wild eyes and a furious roar both demanding the other's due respect. It was not in Jinx's nature to allow another to move first. She was quick, hers being a form built more for speedy movements than for brute strength, and knew how to use that. She sought the other's snout with the tight grip of her teeth, which she lashed in the other female's direction, uncaring if she broke skin or not, but certainly not aiming to. A little blood would remind the other of her place here, and remind her not to be so arrogant as to challenge on her first day.