Redsand Canyon And all I want is to fill my soul

Danmage Dealt: 5
Current Health: 15/20

She didn't seem too fazed by the events he spoke of.
Well, he didn't go into detail but it was still a gruesome way to go.
He licked his lips, wondering what would make Hela squeamish.

He too dipped into his own defensive stance.
Flattening his ears, keeping his tail close, and he stood face on, making himself a slimmer target.
His back legs tensed, holding energy there waiting to push himself into an attack.

She went for his muzzle.
A change from the shoulder, but his spat with Renard made him wise recently of the likelihood of the move. He flicked his muzzle to the side, feeling her teeth rake over it, slipping out of her grip, but probably leaving some weals.

His light paws carried him sideways around her, never one to be stationary in a fight, to the left and he made to snap at her scruff.
He wasn't quickly darting and landing blows on her, she was injured and didn't want her to strain no matter how much she wanted his full attack.
It would just take longer if she placed a paw wrong and somehow snapped her leg again.