Lion Head Mesa [MP] Hidden within

i am too simple minded for tabletop LOL so i prefer to just wing it if that's okay with you! <3

He talks of his history — to this, she gives a chuff. Dirty, not me, her chin, a proud lift; I would say feral.
There is no hesitation. She lunges forward, giving a fake-out before she darts around his side, a snap of her jaws to his heels in hopes of making him jump. If he were to whirl around to face her, she would aim for the scruff of his neck; pupils pinpricked, hackles raised, a tenacious curl to her lips.
Perhaps merely months before, she would have had no grace or tact; a truly feral woman, running on instinct alone. But today she holds Sekhmet's strength and wisdom within her bones, she snaps the serpentine jaws of a mazoi.
A woman of Akashingo.
And oh, how proud she was. No longer did her moves reek of Khaba and the Lake — this was sweeter a victory than any spar could offer.