Devil’s Angel nearly cursed when the wolf rolled, barely missing her attack, and instead she landed upon the ground. Her blood was boiling inside of her out of anger. This hunter had just stirred some issues with her, and she was ready to pick his bones, ever last one of them at this point. Seeing his ivories bared at her, she returned the favor, except a snarl came from her as well. The male raised his own hackles, showing that he was obviously going to fight her, stupid on his part really, he didn‘t realize she was going to tear the shit out of him. He must be very arrogant if he didn’t know when it was best to quit. The shadow colored titan had just completely risked his chance in getting here, there was no doubt in her mind really that Red Star would throw him out as well. The huntress realized he might have just screwed his own life, especially if he was going to fight her. He’d be dead then, his only chance would be to run, before she killed him. Or at least before more members showed up to deal with him too. It wasn’t long before he was coming at her, something the ivory and ebony lady was slightly prepared for, and was planning on dodging. An instant later he was in the air, leaping for her, and she found her limbs going to the side, barely missing his attack for her throat. In fact she could swear she had felt his hot breath upon her side, where he should of landed.
Without any hesitation, she found herself lashing out at him with her lethal fangs, as she spun her body around to face him. There was probably about, if not a bit more, a inch separating the two, if he hadn’t moved yet, and she was hoping he hadn’t. If her tools had come into contact with him, it would have been originally aimed at his upper shoulder, where it wouldn’t be so easy to clean. This time she wasn’t merciless either, her attack had been meant for depth and length. She wanted to fuck this bastard up for his ignorant behavior, and his relentless behavior to run off or submit. She wouldn’t of ended it there either, if her first strike had been successful, she would of roughly pushed her shadow colored shoulder into his to knock him down, possibly catching him off guard. Devil was getting more pissed by the minute, and all of pelt fur was bristling at this point, the goddess was a truly scary sight. Once emotionless orbs, held only cold and ruthless fury for the brute before her now. The trained warrior was in full mode, something this male would be stupid to mess with. In silence, the deadliest mode for a wolf, she waited to see if any of her moves worked.
ooc: If your not wanting your wolf to die, I suggest you have him run, before the rest of the pack shows and they help my charrie kill yours.
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