LEVIATHAN
the supernova
The itch had come to him, writhing under his skin, but wasn't it a lucky thing that the brute resided in a Court that balanced its beliefs on strength, on fighting? An oddly fitting place for one such as him, and it gave him the relief he sought when it came to the fight that boiled in his veins, steadily bubbling in his stomach.
Warmth rushed over him as he allowed himself to trot forward in to the 'arena', the Bellum Steppe. It was better than nothing, really, and Leviathan heaved out a sigh as his muscle worked, warming up and stretching as he made his way forward. His opponent was a woman of the Day Court as well; one of sharp tongue and wit, a wild looking creature that he found delightfully appealing to all of him. It was hard to please him, but perhaps him and this.. Eden, could become friends of some sort. Or battle buddies. He cared not where it ended up.
Coming to a stop before her, he smirked as he looked her over. She was as ready as he was for this battle, and he couldn't wait to shake the proverbial rust from his bones and get himself in this again. "Sister," he called out, delight curling through him. It was more so the anticipation that came with an upcoming fight, and he shifted on heavy hooves, feeling the tickle of adrenaline that was released through his veins.
An old, but oh so welcoming sensation.
"Do try to not hold back." His lips quirked upward; Leviathan highly doubted she would hold back, really. That wasn't the point of battles. The point was to clash and attempt to overcome the other, to build up strength and rise up. He looked forward to testing Eden's mettle against his own.
Without warning, he pushed forward, delighting the way he felt so free, effortlessly eating up the distance between them and using his momentum to push off from his hind legs. Rather than run up to her, he leapt forward, consuming what lay between them and attempting to land near her. He was determined to use his own body to bowl her over, to collide with her in some way and either send her reeling or knock her off her hooves.
Warmth rushed over him as he allowed himself to trot forward in to the 'arena', the Bellum Steppe. It was better than nothing, really, and Leviathan heaved out a sigh as his muscle worked, warming up and stretching as he made his way forward. His opponent was a woman of the Day Court as well; one of sharp tongue and wit, a wild looking creature that he found delightfully appealing to all of him. It was hard to please him, but perhaps him and this.. Eden, could become friends of some sort. Or battle buddies. He cared not where it ended up.
Coming to a stop before her, he smirked as he looked her over. She was as ready as he was for this battle, and he couldn't wait to shake the proverbial rust from his bones and get himself in this again. "Sister," he called out, delight curling through him. It was more so the anticipation that came with an upcoming fight, and he shifted on heavy hooves, feeling the tickle of adrenaline that was released through his veins.
An old, but oh so welcoming sensation.
"Do try to not hold back." His lips quirked upward; Leviathan highly doubted she would hold back, really. That wasn't the point of battles. The point was to clash and attempt to overcome the other, to build up strength and rise up. He looked forward to testing Eden's mettle against his own.
Without warning, he pushed forward, delighting the way he felt so free, effortlessly eating up the distance between them and using his momentum to push off from his hind legs. Rather than run up to her, he leapt forward, consuming what lay between them and attempting to land near her. He was determined to use his own body to bowl her over, to collide with her in some way and either send her reeling or knock her off her hooves.
@Eden WOO (this didn't alert me oh my god RIP)
