Hoshor Plains No one needs to hear your words...

HP roll or heighest number win?

"You calling me a lil squirrel, you white rat?" She was rather amused by this man, until he started calling little. Orlaith was no means little, as she stood above average height from most wolves, reaching nearly 36 inches, there wasn't too many that could compare to her towering stance. There was those in The Saints that could, but she was never 'little' to anyone.

"I'll beat you senseless." The flaming wolf stepped off her mantle, as she held a snarl to her face, as he challenged her so. She held more experience on being a warrior then mere' practice, so she held confidence. Orlaith bent low, center of balance as she tucked her tail in; she was ready.