"I wanna look past it, but developed a habit."

Light drizzle had begun a while back, an overcast warning several hours prior that he would be a wet dog as he made his journey. He came for her, breaking through the treeline as the shadows grew with the sun that set behind him. He brought them with him, and audience to his second date with the fiery bitch who bit him up so good. She was a thing worth coming back for. And he was ready for date number 2. 

Dropping the heavy trade he had brought with him in the brush somewhere, he wouldn't let her have her treat until they had worked up an appetite. 'And if she's a good girl,' he mused dropping both behind a carved out dead trunk. 'She might be able to have 2 of them.'

Patiently waiting as he had the first tryst they had, he silently stilled until the diligently patrolling girl would round her borders again. A living shadow with eyes of fire anticipating the girl of umber, ember and anger. @Orlaith would come, and he would greet her with kiss, today.

A violent one.
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going by our previous rules — 15 HP ; roll 1d5

orlaith
15 HP
Rolled 2

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She recognized that scent, lingering near Vanderfell. Though her fights were many and she tossed a few away, there was a man that she remembered, for a loss was given that day. A vengeance stirred inside as her fur curled and frowed in an anger — a woman, storming down the mountain in a fiery of snarls as she refrained from howling in her own twisted desire to take a stride of her own battles. Too close, to her liking, as the Alpha had given birth it was not allowed, and yet.. A perfect opportunity for herself to venture toward and take down.

From the trees of the mountains did she reign out like a lion, growling and barking madly without a thought of hiding herself — she wanted to let him now she was here, to face his challenge as she ventured with fangs of sabers to nab at him ; tear anything and all that could be seen.

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hp 13/15 rolled 5.

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He had come to pick her up, and she arrived right on time. She was wearing her best dress, with a smile, and she was showing those pretty teeth and greeting him with such glee. He felt appreciated as she thanked him and was even happier when she dove in for a hug. He had weird, and bracing her as she went to land a peck on his cheek, but luckily enough the force from her plummeting into him had sent him back and allowed him an opportunity to avoid that sweet kiss. With all of the force that she had put into the embrace, it had sent him skidding back quite a distance, dragging him across the ground with quake enough to rip up grass as he slid across it.

However as ferocious as she was came to finish off the man where he laid, he was ready for her. It didn't take long for him to flip back to his fours, and snag the violent dame in a passionate embrace of his own. He came across her right side just as she had neared him, and wrapped his hefty body around hers, jaws hinging wide to the back of her neck.

If she wanted a new necklace, all she had to do was ask.
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HP: 10
Roll: 2

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In her heart, she knew perhaps it'd be best to call for the pack. Yet a vengeance continued onwards within her battle soul, desiring a conquest to show she was part of the elite. To herself, to those of Vanderfell, and to generally warriors to the land — Orlaith wanted nothing more then to show her dominance to those around, a self-asserted sovereign. She didn't strive to become a leader, she didn't want to rule a pack, but she wanted the appropriate rank, to assert her dominance over others. All the glory, but none of the actual work. She had risen up within Vanderfell, but it wasn't enough.

Even she knew though, there was moments where she crossed a line — but did not know that already the Alpha's saw her on thin ice.

With determination roaring through, Orlaith was received by the other and felt the recoil hit so. Teeth slicing through her cheek, the stinging sensation of that of him sliding to her neck in a hefty embrace.. Though she didn't let herself get completely locked, the warrior could feel his grasp to the side of her neck and huffed loudly, a rearing like a horse as she rose to try and shake him off, and in hope to give a claw anywhere she could.

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