Two Rivers Isle Twisted sanity

She guess she had missed fighting, even though it reminded her of the dark days. Perhaps it was some sort of art, the art of killing maybe, yes, but still an art. She smirked as he lunged for her shoulder, her yellow eyes shimmering as his neck was right to her side. Perhaps it hadn't been a smart move, but he still managed to almost topple her over with his quick move. She felt his teeth just softly grab her shoulder, and let out a surprised yelp in the process.

She soon shifted, muzzle preening the soft skin of his neck, the same spot she had once bitten through to kill her own mother. She grabbed him and pulled slightly harder though not hard enough to do any real damage. She tried to throw him off of her, and if that didn't work, she had more trick up her sleeve.