Nova Peak Strength and courage lies within your heart

Somehow, again, he turned it on her.  Her snarl turned into almost a screech of frustration as he brought his weight into her attack and, again, she was forced under.  She snapped, then tore herself from his grasp, frustration seething from every hair on her rigid spine.

She had trained with multiple mentors, fought tooth and nail to get to the place where she had chosen to lay claim, and now this man had figuratively pissed on it.  Walking away from this, the first challenge of her first leadership, went against every fiber in Kiwi's being.  But her life meant more than his death.

At least, right now.

Her memory was long, and she glared daggers of hatred at him before spinning and running up the mountain, towards his claim.  He could attempt to stay, to take what was hers... but not all fights were physical, and she would find ways to bring his death that did not require so much fighting.  She was not below it when she cared so little for the one she challenged.  If he had no honor, then neither did she.  She was done with being underestimated, stepped on, just because she was small.  No more.