Redsand Canyon Madness

No words were said, they didn’t need to. Nyra came toward her, but War was ready. She readied her entire body and launched herself forward like a bullet shot from a shotgun. Raw power and ferocity were fired off. She crashed with Nyra, had Nyra been smaller than War she likely would have tumbled over and fallen victim for gravity and weight, but they were equal in size. She did not tumble so easily. War snapped her fangs upon flesh and fur, from whatever point she could reach near her shoulder as the crashed. Nyra's chest into War's shoulder.

She made sure to not draw blood, she did not mean to harm or maim Nyra, but she felt the force of her body crashing into her chest, she felt her fangs clamp together anyway. Sometimes she forgot her own strength and terror would erupt. Today she felt nothing but fur and flesh in her jaws as she let go again. She tried to back off, letting Nyra breathe for a moment, as War pulled her weight off her chest. It had made a thunderous sound when they crashed, the two heavy battle maids each coming at full speed toward one another, it was sure to make a sound.

Today, it was all about that sound.