Haunted Wood Sword and Shield

rolled a 2

A shrug was all the time she had to prepare before the beast lunged, fangs aimed for her throat. The General tensed, immediately stepping back as the teeth clacked shut where she had been standing, only escaping by some tufts of fur. It was not hard for her to remember how their last fight had gone, despite the time that had passed. If Vengeance grabbed her he would easily overpower her.

The Bel would focus on speed and staying light on her feet. Dodging was what important now. Perhaps over time, she could wear down the Warlord. With Vengeance so close, she'd raise a paw aiming to strike his face. If he didn't move in time, the blow likely wouldn't hurt too much, but it might daze him and give her a chance to reposition herself.