Barrow Fields Watch the flames climb high into the night

A widened smile, which backed down to a more sly grin as she moved closer to the ground. Orlaith had the training and knew the proper way to move, a body, close to the floor itself, tail between the legs, and ears down. Center of gravity, was key, but she knew with her leg being tampered, it was harder.

But fuck it, right?

So with a rush! The wolf of embers and ashes charged without a hesitation, she didn't give a word and simply was going full-forth in an attempt to tackle. However, with the abundent of energy bursting through, one-side lopsided, as her leg winced with the pain of the previous injury. She was not steady, but Orlaith ignored her mistake.