Moonspear aperitif

oof

Conquest was nothing but a roaring fury. Throwing herself at the familiar stranger by bulldozing through the mountainous woods. The woman was familiar but to Conquest, she seemed to much more smaller than she could remember. Only now did she truly appreciate the growth she had recently comparing herself now to memories she still held. 

That didn't mean anything. The fury she felt still burned brightly, feeding her rage as she continued to snap at the defensive woman who was clearly showing signs of not wanting to fight. Foam slapped around through gnashing teeth, thrusting herself closer to the woman who was desperately trying to inch away. In her rage she couldn't even see the look on Stryx's face, the confusion she must feel - none of it mattered.

The medic tried to turn tail and flee, even that did not stop Conquest from chasing after her with barred fangs, snapping and lunging with every part of her being. She would chase as long as she could, past Moonspear's borders until the greyscale woman got the message loud and clear to stay very clear away from the firebrand woman and the mountains in which she now called her home.