she stomped over flowers and crushed the ones that weren't flattened by her paws. the young girl was restless and uneasy, especially now at night, where she was the most active. sometimes, faustine dieudonne became like this, a roaming flesh of limbs. her fangs itched to have something to sink into while her claws worked incessantly on rocks and any other things standing in their way. to train, to cleave, to destroy; all of them were the same now in her opinion. all she wanted was to do something, something that could tire her body out from this restlessness. yet still, no matter what faustine tried to do, the intense feeling only came back in rippling waves. @Cassius ♔

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He was now of the Bluffs but hadn't quite settled in completely. There was a restlessness in him as well. Although Cassius was wholly unaware of his true lineage, unaware of the devouring darkness that coursed through his veins, he was aware of the fact that he felt so at home in the night. To him it made sense. Look at him. What was he if not midnight itself. Consuming. Unpredictable. Dangerous.

Her scent reached him before her image filled his eyes. He stomps boldly forward, watching her destroy the flowers around her. Without a word he did the same. Aggressively uprooting a patch of plants. He held them in his maw for a moment. Thinking. Debating. And then his head tossed and he threw the clump of flora, roots and dirt right at her head.

@Faustine

Art by Rabbit, Code by Minxy

i am the storm / and im coming for you

faustine made out the presence of @Cassius ♔ almost immediately. it wasn't hard to do that since everything else smelled so sweet and dainty. the air was still before cassius came, but now it felt heavy as they shared its space. for a second, faustine debated talking to him, but then her face received a mess of flowers, roots, and dirt that she growled and shoved herself forward. she didn't react by violence for now, as she knew she could not best him with her current injuries and the size difference. what're you doing? she asked and shook her face. that's not how you please a lady. faustine looked up at him with an expectant look on her face. if he gave her a reason to then faustine will entertain that violent and physical side of hers. she itched for it, needed it, but controlled herself -- for now.

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He stood there with a satisfied smirk that he had hit his intended target. He fully expected her to charge him and a flicker of disappointment flashed in his gaze when she didn't. Cassius had no tolerance in being denied whatever it was he wanted. And what he wanted was violence.

Lady? Where? Her? It was so funny he nearly barked a laugh. Point her out and maybe I'll apologize to her. He rumbled teasingly. Plus, don't girls like stupid stuff like flowers? Be more grateful his tone seemed to say. Be glad someone thought of you enough to gift you anything.

@Faustine

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she didn't scowl, she didn't let the dirty trick phase her. faustine knew the tricks of boys like him; cassus may not be as bad as radahn or as simple-minded as robin, but he was still a boy. he was meant to make her mad and make her want to chew out his brain, both literally and physically, so faustine only seethed on the inside while she maintained her good girl composure on the outside. do you really like to be bitten, monsieur? she asked, though the last of her word was spat out with sarcasm. careful now, 'cause i blinded one boy and i could blind you too. she wasn't jesting when she said those words. her body slipped near his, close enough that all she had to do was to look up at him. what if i like something else? like, for example, your heart?

she gave him no chance to respond. faustine lunged herself at him and attempted to knock her front against his. he outweighed her by several pounds but faustine could still destroy him if she was lucky today. with her front jaws snapping at air, she attempted to bite at @Cassius ♔'s lower jaw.

faustine vs cassius
For dom match
i ii iii
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 9 + 5 + 3 + 13

Dodges:

Rolling 2d20: 1 + 20

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 3 + 8 + 20 + 11 + 7

code: cala | art: drifty

His devilish grin never left his face as she spoke. Mischief came alive within his eyes when she moved closer. The muscles in both front and hind legs tensed and quivered with renewed anticipation. There was one thing that Cassius wanted. And it was to test out the new body that nature had given him. Not quite the body of a fully matured lion but neither was it the body of some lanky teen. Cassius had far out paced most within his age bracket. He wasn't just stuck in between, he was his own entire category.
The fact that Faustine had removed another boy's eye only fueled his chaotic vigor. Good, he thought. An opponent who might actually be able to hold their own against him. For once.

He let her make the first move and he jerked his head down and to the side, both in an effort to avoid her teeth and also to block his throat. She nabbed the lower side of his jawline instead and his head whipped back around to try and fling fangs towards her cheek in retaliation. His braced body surged forward with one hard step, attempting to shoulder check the girl with as much force as he could muster given their proximity.

Cassius v @Faustine
Dominance
1/3
Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 10 + 16 + 8 + 17 + 13 + 15

Dodges:

Rolling 1d20: 8

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 15 + 1 + 12 + 6 + 20

Art by Rabbit, Code by Minxy

the boy was a mass of muscles and leftover baby fat that could still add much to his weight. even radahn was heavy when they fought. she was only able to take a bite from the lower portion of his jaw, a bite that possibly didn't even make him flinch. even so, it was still a hit and faustine would take that over a complete miss. however, so into the attack was she that she completely missed @Cassius ♔'s own response in the form of a swing toward her cheek. pain blossomed against her as her head swung to the side from the attack. for a moment, even faustine's neck felt sore, but that was tertiary to the still-growing ache in her flesh. with a shuffle of her paws to her right, faustine maneuvered herself away from the mass of shoulder incoming, only to still be grazed at the last moment. the friction burned her -- when had she become so sensitive? yet still she would not yield to this giant of a lion. to bring him down was both her goal and fuel for her as she swung her left paw and attempted to claw at cassius's shoulder, as viciously as possible.

faustine vs cassius
For dom match
i ii iii
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 3 + 19 + 12 + 16

Dodges:

Rolling 2d20: 13 + 20

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 20 + 10 + 9 + 16 + 8

code: cala | art: drifty

He could taste just a tinge of her blood against his tongue and he decided then that he wanted more. But strangely he didn't want to hurt her. Not in the same way he had wanted to hurt all of those other children. Where as those fights simply led to proving a point, this was.. fun. Reminiscent
of the brawls he had with his sisters when they were too small to really do any damage to one another.

Her daggers stab into his flesh and he is quickly reminded that this was not entirely like those fights of his early life. Cassius grumbles but yet his fangs bare from a smile rather a snarl. The pain felt good. Almost like how his muscles screaming during a workout also felt good.
He attempts to move a single withdrawing strep. Seeking to make room so that his own claws from one front paw could rise and attempt to slide hungrily down across her chest.


Cassius v @Faustine ♔
Dominance
2/3
Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 1 + 3 + 4 + 10 + 19 + 20

Dodges:

Rolling 1d20: 20

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 7 + 8 + 13 + 18 + 19

Art by Rabbit, Code by Minxy

there it was. the rush of adrenaline that spiked her excitement and joy in the act of a brawl. her sharpened fangs made contact, but faustine chose not to dig in too deep. she would rather savor the meal before she went all in first. as her tail whipped behind her, she brought her paw down and saw @Cassius ♔ withdraw. she immediately lunged forward, as she wished not to keep so much distance between them. however, this would be faustine's own undoing as she felt his claws slice down her chest. blood poured down from the attack, hindered by nothing, made worse by the way she inhaled and exhaled with rapid succession. the rich iron nauseated her, made everything ethical and controlled drown into its hold. her dark eyes glimmered and her lips unfurl before she attempted to bite at the same paw that had attacked her chest. at the same time, faustine hoped to use her back legs and her muscle to twist her body—her prized crocodile death roll. she wanted dismemberment, she wanted certain excruciating pain from the yearling before her.

faustine vs cassius
For dom match
i ii iii
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 4 + 11 + 3 + 13

Dodges:

Rolling 2d20: 12 + 14

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 12 + 18 + 16 + 14 + 7

code: cala | art: drifty

His claws render her flesh wide open. Long slender lines that quickly began to overflow. He had plans to bring those claws to his lips, to lick them clean and perhaps taunt her further. But it seemed she also wanted that same paw.
Her fangs clamp painfully onto his appendage. Cassius does snarl this time. For a second he is confused as she seems to drop to the ground and just as she begins to writhe her body in a near circular motion, his free paw attempts to quickly slam onto the top of her head. If her head is pinned then would her neck break? His own motion makes him stumble however. His back legs not enough to keep him balanced as his front paws practically cross over eachother. Which was fine. He was a hefty mother fucker. Maybe if she didn't break her own neck, he'd end up squishing her under his weight instead. Or maybe it'd be just enough to give her a different kind of opening.


Cassius v @Faustine ♔ ♔
Dominance
3/3
Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 8 + 18 + 7 + 15 + 19 + 17

Dodges:

Rolling 1d20: 6

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 12 + 8 + 17 + 11 + 18

Art by Rabbit, Code by Minxy