Snowforest Taiga nibwaakaawin ikwe

kuva was perhaps to bold, to driven by the competitiveness that drives her, to quit. too stubborn for her own good. unwilling to bend and break, eager to come out on top. she hadn't been quick enough to leap from the mountainous woman's back; she tried to roll, before that heavy weight came crashing down. it pinned her leg for a moment; jaws parting as a furious snarl escapes her.

she's quick to rise again, ignoring the searing pain now throbbing in her limb. her tail lashes, her eyes bright with feral intensity. she does not back down, even though it might have been wise. instead, she spits and lunges again. this time, aiming for the woman's throat.