ORIGIN

Athena winced at the pain in her chest when she stood up. Her thick pelt had helped her considerably, but the other gembound had still been able to get through it and claw and bite open the skin there. Warm blood seeped into her fur while her skin cooled down again from her last spell she'd casted. It hadn't been as effective as she'd wanted it to, but at least she was free to stand up again.

When she did, she bit back the pained groaned that dared to tumble over her lips and instead focused her eyes in her opponent, whose, as she noted proudly, fur and skin were somewhat singed from her attacks. She decided to leave the magic be for now and instead fight like her instincts wanted her to. There was an itching in her claws and teeth, begging to tear and rip at the fur and eventually the skin of her enemy.
Releasing the tension in her muscles, Athena sprang forward, teeth barred, aiming for the other gembound's right leg.

POST ROLL EDIT

Athena's aim seemed to be off by a bit, because instead of biting the other's leg, her teeth only met air. But she was fast to recover, instead using her speed and the strength she'd put into the attack to push herself away from the enemy, now facing her side. The pup once again got ready for the other's attack.


"Listen to me."

The fox-like creature seemed to squawk as she felt the air close to her ankle caused by Athena's snapping jaws. As she turned she snarled again. Watching Athena for a moment, she considered turning and running, but she did not.

Instead she decided to charge once more at the malamute, this time instead of her head being low, her jaw was wide open, tiny pin-prick teeth showing. As she approached she seemingly was aiming for the neck - however at the last second she either missed completely or simply changed target - teeth sinking into Athena's shoulder.

With her claws, she attempted to cling onto the dog and quite simply not let go. She mostly gripped to both shoulders, and her forelegs awkwardly wrapped around one of the malamute's legs. Her tail thrashed as crimson fluid found it's way onto her tongue, tangy but sweet.

With a snort, the teeth seemed to sink even deeper.

Athena whimpered when the red-pelted devil's teeth sank into the flesh of her shoulder, through her thick coat, drawing blood. The crimson liquid drenched her fur, the hairs sticking together while her opponent's baby teeth only seemed to dig further into her skin. "Devil!" She screeched, very unlady-like by the way, all high-pitched voice and wide eyes; sheer panic and adrenaline coursing through her veins. "Devil!" The pup repeated, feeling her body heat up again - against her will this time, though, the magic instinctively taking overhand.

POST ROLL EDIT
Athena felt the familiar heat rise up in her throat - this time, it was as strong as it was supposed to be again. Opening her maw, the Alaskan Malamute directed the searing heat right at her opponent's side, scorching the fur and skin there alike. When she ran out of breath, the pup took a large breath before diving in, jaws wide open again, trying to get the little devil's neck or shoulder between her still hot teeth - anything to bite.
The young gembound was in an almost blinding rage now. She was still a rather impatient fellow, short-tempered and led almost completely by instincts. Had she been older and wiser, Athena would not have attacked the newly born - if she had understood that it was only a helpless little thing that could not grasp what she was trying to say.


"Listen to me."

The dog was shouting something again, the word rang through her ears. Her mouth opened briefly before she was cut short by searing teeth in her neck and with a screech the pup threw herself away, screaming and flailing in agony for a moment.

"Devil, devil!" she repeated, wailing in agony. The maned wolf rolled over, blood seeping out of her neck and some fur burnt away around the wound. Whimpering and whining the dog tried to soothe her neck by rubbing it against the moss; though to not much avail.

There was more barking and whining and for a moment, she seemed to completely forget the existence of the dog she was fighting mere seconds ago as the long-legged shaking pup got to all fours, still howling in pain as she ran off. She did not look back or... anywhere, really. All the pup had concerned was getting somewhere safer, where the red stuff would stop leaking out of her neck and she wouldn't hurt as much anymore.

She didn't even know where that place was; but honestly anything was better than here, and anyone was better than the agressive dog that did weird things with her mouth, like spew fire and make weird-sounding barks.