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OOC have to edit. Didn't mention moving away in last post though I shoved Terra in Ryan's face last time. For fight, Terra will win, so what kind of injuries do you want? Will she run, be maimed, pinned down in a show of dominance, just add another scar to the side, ecetera. Terra can take a couple side swipes, but she is fast enough to dodge any major blows. Ironic that they fight when so alike. Need to have them meet again so they can get along. Smile


The pup had been lucky, dodging Terra's first blow. The next part wasn't so lucky. Terra's instincts kept her from raging the way she normally would. Pushed into a fight her mind was shoved down. The first moves had been filled with emotion, allowing the pup the escape. As soon as she was flung into the fight however, her instincts took over. Nothing remained of the mischievous coyote that Terra usually was. Instead a cold hard predator stood in her place, each movement drilled into her head. On her own Terra wouldn't stand a chance, but the time spent fighting with various animals had her with some knowledge. She found herself facing a mirror, the same movements she would have used against a larger opponent.


Knowing that was to her advantage though. The pup had made some distance between them. Terra would start heading for the undergrowth, using it to lose the larger opponent and injuring the creature through the gaps. Her secui form held power though, and with it a speed she was unused to. Granted, she wasn't as graceful as in lupine form, but closing the distance between them would be easy. The question was what her next move should be. The predator examined the thin pup. It wanted to mark the pup as an easy target, thin and weak, but a small voice kept whispering that wasn't the case. She was weak as well, putting them on even terms.


Terra darted to the side of the pup, closing the distance in a manner of seconds. Without pause she twisted, her feet skidding slightly beneath her, as she shoved herself underneath the pup. Most large animals left the underbelly alone, going for the top. Terra wasn't a large animal though, and all her experience taught her to aim for the underside, the weak spot. Teeth snapped out, ready to tear into the stomach.

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