Lioness of Prideless
Played by Naboo

Rage bubbles beneath the surface, it creeps in and overwhelms her at the thought of another pride claim going up. What was this, the fifth now? And yet only three prides now stood, she felt disgust and ire at the utter incompetence at those whom had failed so quickly. Those who had fallen and been unable to prove themselves. Not this time, she would not sit on the sidelines once more for an incompetent whelp, instead fueled by this grievous and loathsome ire she made her way towards the lake. Lips pulling back and crinkling into a snarl, a low growl thunderous as it reverberated throughout her breast and escaped past her gaped jaws. Venomous voice snaking past her lips, shoulders rolling together and her nostrils flaring. "Prove it to all of us that you are worthy." Those who were gathered - whoever they were - meant little to her. All of us, and only in her mind, had been to her family. How many more could she watch cycle through before stepping in herself? And though Petra was close to her mother's other side, it did not stop her as she ran forward.

The fragile surface of stone beneath was easily marred by her claws as they latched into the surface, closing the distance between the two lionesses. The eight inch difference in height did little to deter her as she approached from head on, slightly offset a few inches to Volcan's left side, so that the heart of her chest was more aligned to the blunt blade of Volcan's left shoulder. As she drew within a foot her right paw lifted up, claws attempting to slam into the left side ribs of the lioness and pull back towards her, with the faint hope that maybe they could lacerate all the way towards the lioness' elbow. Bared jaws tried to seek purchase onto the left side of the base of Volcan's neck, above the blade of the shoulder where the two connected and were meatiest. Ears pinned back against her skull and she felt her mane move wildly in response to her own movements, rear limbs staying fairly spread for balance as her left limb hung low, all claws remaining extended for traction, tail hanging low behind her and lashing between her hocks with her movements.


Erenvel vs. Volcan
Spar for Dominance
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HP: 100
Damage: Rolled 13


@Volcan
art by ki-re, code by naboo