Hideaway Strath I am your god, now bow to me, bitch

Fury smirked at the dazed effect on Vex, though only grinned wider at the determination in the Cruor Queen as she backed away and circled, eventually aiming teeth for her scarred flank.

The Warlady was ready, and with a fearless, giddy cackle she drove for Vex again as soon as the Cruor woman closed in, curling inward like a vipet, and aiming well-practiced teeth for Vex's ribs. 
Whether she drove her fellow monarch from her quarry or if she ended up drawing a little blood, there were clear signs Fury was made for nothing less than war, violence, bloodshed and death...

Especially with the crazed glimmer in her fiery eyes while fighting.