Polar Opposites (Valkyrie)

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[atrb=background,http://i1203.photobucket.com/albums/bb390/Bluewillowtree/Sandramid.jpg] Her dark blue wings opened and hugged the air, allowing a current to weave between her feathers. From below, one would be able to see the white of her underbelly and underneath her wings, the sunset red-orange color on her throat. Other than that, the barn swallow myou's coloring was mostly dark blue, leaving her to stand out fairly well against the white clouds. Her amber eyes scanned the horizon, checking to see if anyone was deciding to wander past the borders that she had clearly marked earlier that day. Sighing, she found nothing and looked down at her long black talons. They were dull from her point of view and needed to be sharpened rather badly. You should sharpen those for the tournament, my dear Sandry! Estoni giggled, causing Sandralina to smile at the cheery second soul in the back of her mind. Whenever she tended to have a bad day, the little barn swallow happened to be there to make her feel better. Sandralina quickly spotted herself a decently sized boulder and tucked in her wings to speed down at it. It was less than a few seconds before she arrived and placed all four paws on the ground. Folding her wings into her sides, she reared back and began clawing at the boulder. It sharpened her dark colored claws and eventually created light scratch marks in the rock. She proceeded to do the same with her hind claws, then continued with her front claws. Her barn swallow's tail flared in and out every now and then, as if waiting for something.

[Valkyrie]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/vback.jpg] [scrolly:h(224),w(410),sy] What was that annoying sound? From underneath a wing Valkyrie raised his head in annoyance, his well deserved and necessary sleep had been disturbed and he was not amused. The irritating scratching sound emanated from behind the pile of rocks and skinny bush he had been using as a cover and simply grated on his nerves. Treading out he marched around the pile, thick talon claw scratching silently at the dry earth's surface. Before him stood another species of bird wolf, carelessly scratching her claws against a rock. It figured it would be a female, no male would possibly engage in such an irritating practice in public. Sighing he supposed he had to address the issue and he boldly approached the dark blue wolf, rising to his full height. He figured most females would cower in light of his stature without him having to say a word. In a blatantly emotionless voice he announced, "I am assuming you were not aware I was engaging in a rest, for to indicate otherwise would demonstrate a great deal of respect for a fellow member, and a male." He glanced at her with icy grey eyes, tail twitching. His black feathers and body shone like silk in the sun and the white band around his neck created a sharp contrast. He flicked his ear back rapidly, sure that a bumbling apology would ensue, and as with most females a ridiculous offer no doubt. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i1203.photobucket.com/albums/bb390/Bluewillowtree/Sandramid.jpg] Unaware of the male approaching her, Sandralina ceased her activity and grasped a nearby branch with her mouth, tossing it high enough in the air. When it came down, she lashed out one of her front legs, baring her claws. After a moment, her paw came back to her and the branch fell into pieces at her feet. She smiled, satisfied with herself at how sharp her claws were because of her scraping against the rock. When the male approached her and seemed to blatantly throw out an order, Sandralina stared at him with her glittering amber eyes and smiled, thoroughly amused. She had not been in the greatest of moods lately because of the upcoming tournament and his attitude certainly wasn't going to help that situation. In that moment, she wasn't too sure what to think of the male, but she was irritated with the tone in his voice and it angered her somewhat. A growl rose in her throat, then came out as an angered squawk as she flared her wings at him, showing the bright colors as a warning. "Just because you're a male doesn't mean you get to tell me what to do, bird brain." Usually, she was kind towards others, but his attitude had set her off and she would challenge him without fear. It didn't matter if he was bigger than her, she was fast and strong. She didn't usually lose fights, but often didn't engage in them. "No, I did not know you were sleeping and all I was doing was simply sharpening my claws. I suggest you deal with it, for I'm not in the greatest of moods because of you." As true as that was, she would give the male a chance to reconcile before she became even angrier with him. If he didn't, then she would more than likely leave the situation or argue with him some more. Either way, she was bound to get something out of the meeting.

[Valkyrie]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/vback.jpg] [scrolly:h(224),w(410),sy] To say he was not amused would be an honest statement to say the least. He simply inclined his head to the side at her show of displeasure and gave a small huff of irritation. So this was one of the defiants he'd had the unfortunate experience of dealing with in the past. Well there was no helping it, the female simply had not been trained yet and it would evidently take a strong individual to do it. He remained silent for a while and contemplated the best way to exterminate this irritating tendency that some females had. In a stark voice he replied, "It is interesting that you should assume that I was seeking to tell you what actions to take. I was indicating that assuming that your actions would have no consequences on the surrounding environment or the individuals dwelling there was a rather rash if not dangerous action to take." He studied the other bird wolf and her show of colors, but he did not reciprocate any demonstration of aggressiveness; he had no invested interest in fighting, least of which with a female. His morals would not allow such actions; such a fight would be below his character. He spoke once more, a harder edge to his words, "To imply that I am the cause of your mood is a ridiculous notion; you and you are alone are in control of such reactions. I merely acted and you have responded in kind, no more no less." It seemed that his comment about male superiority had irritated her, if he was to train this bird it would require a more subtle approach he reasoned and in time he was confident he would turn the wolf into a respectable individual. After all, aside from when she spoke of her opinions she had an appealing physique. In a less harsh voice he added, "Perhaps our first encounter was not pleasant for either of us, if you would permit I should like to re-introduce myself. My name is Valkyrie and I am a Keiyou." He spoke the last rather proudly, his pride in his species reflected his pride in the things he valued; a bit too high for his own good though he had yet to discover this trait. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i1203.photobucket.com/albums/bb390/Bluewillowtree/Sandramid.jpg] When he showed no return to her aggressive flash of color, she was slightly surprised. That tended to throw most wolves off and cause conflict with her and them. He was strange and she almost didn't like him, but, once again, curiosity seized her emotions. He was off putting and his attitude was one that honestly rubbed her the wrong way. Did he just think he could control her like he thought he could? Train her? He wishes... Estoni muttered. Even the cheery second soul didn't like him. Sandra frowned at his words and bared her teeth some, knowing he had somewhat of a point in the sense that he hadn't told her what to do. It was just her natural reaction to assume he had ordered her not to do something, as most males believed they were superior to females. Just the natural order of things, something she refused to believe in. Rhiannon was a perfect example, being the Alphess and all. Then it came to her attitude, and she frowned. "Perhaps if you weren't such a pig headed jerk, then I wouldn't have acted like I did." There were only so many things that could piss off the young wolf, but he was one of them. Then it came to his name. Valkyrie? Interesting, not one she had heard before. She didn't feel the need to introduce herself, having gotten off on the wrong foot or not, and would only do so until asked.

[Valkyrie]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/vback.jpg] [scrolly:h(224),w(410),sy] Valkyrie gave an amused smile, a pig headed jerk? Petty names often came from petty wolves. He would have hoped that with such a beautiful exterior she would at least have some grace. He really did have a lot of work ahead of him. Though he did revel in a decent challenge, perhaps this would pose and opportunity to polish his diplomacy and enhance his patience. There certainly were some choice words he could put into effect, but he had gave up the vulgar practice many moons ago. He certainly noticed she had not deemed it important to state her own name, but he would need it to start the process. "I would appreciate gaining the knowledge of your own name as we are to be dwelling in the same pack." He narrowed his eyes in thought, if this was a female from the Cadre it did not bode well as a good start. However, none other would meet his demands of structure and proof of strength. He would just have to suffer the slight irritations for the sake of peace. Valkyrie sized up the female before him, eyes following up the shape from the tip of the tail to her ears with a critical and analytical mind. His gaze was very much in replica of that of a scientist or of a soldier judging his opponent's abilities. Besides the remarkable markings she was in excellent physical health...If it weren't for her disposition he knew of many males that would have sought her ought for breeding as her health indicated higher possibilities of healthier pups and her defense attributes would help to ensure the pups would not be killed. However, he could never consider this one as such, it was incredibly irritating remaining patient, but so he must. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i1203.photobucket.com/albums/bb390/Bluewillowtree/Sandramid.jpg] As she had suspected, her name had been asked for. She didn't quite want to give it to him, for she wasn't too sure she could trust him enough yet. He was very off putting, especially to the happy go lucky myou. Estoni gave a warning squawk in the back of her head and she took heed to it, figuring it was better to tease him and test his patience. For her, it was easy to wear most others' patience thin very quickly. She had a feeling he'd be slightly different though. Sandralina was aware of him sizing her up, running his cold eyes all along her body. She gave a shiver, fur sticking up some and feathers ruffling. It was an uneasy thing and awkward, completely uncomfortable. "My face is over here." She barked at him, trying to redirect the focus. If other males had looked at her like that before, she hadn't ever noticed it. Despite her age, being another's mate was not something she had ever been interested in, and wasn't thinking of getting one anytime soon, especially not someone like him. She flared her wings for a moment and turned away, trotting around the rock and towards the bushes he most likely had come from. She stopped and raked at them with her newly sharpened claws, shaving half of the brush away with ease. She paused in her activity, not turning to look at him as she spoke. "And why should I give you my name?" Even Sandra knew it was complimentary to do so, but she didn't care to. At the moment, it was her mission to wear his patience thin and piss him off. Would it work? She had no idea, but she wasn't damn well about to give up. He had to pass her test first.

[Valkyrie]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/vback.jpg] [scrolly:h(224),w(410),sy] Valkyrie was not entirely surprised when she did not put forth her name, though he certainly could not understand the logic. Usually with holding such small information meant that the individual had something to hide but he did not really believe that this was the case. No, he mused, it was simply a child's tactic to gain attention and he simply did not have time to engage in foolish games. Such frivolities were useless, only hard work and true grit could ever get anything done, and no son of his would e permitted to engage in ridiculous play. Therefor he was left to deal with the female in the same manner he would train a child. In a slightly dismissive voice he stated, "No matter, such information is not really of importance, more a mere formality. If I ever truly have need to learn your name I can retrieve the information else where." He gave a chilling smile and added, "I am perfectly aware of where your head is, however it is the responsibility of the soldier to determine if they are in harm and if the wolf they face is a threat; you from what I can perceive are not a threat...to me." Just to frazzle her and to demonstrate he would do as he pleased unless asked otherwise he continued his inspection. She certainly had sharp enough claws, though her demonstrations might indicate a lack of ability and a need to prove her self. Valkyrie never felt the need to demonstrate his abilities without a true purpose, he simply could not be bothered to waste his time on the matter as it were. Her tail held a rather aerodynamic shape, he supposed she might be an adept flier. Her eyes however were a rather enchanting shade of gold, fine qualities indeed. On the whole it was but her actions that irked the logical Keiyou, her precarious actions. No, he could simply not abide by them though he did have to hold steady and force himself to be civil. "I have heard of tournaments being held in this pack, I wish to know more about this matter as I assume it is more then a mere series of games." If these sparrings were the key to advancement he certainly wanted a part in the proceedings. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i1203.photobucket.com/albums/bb390/Bluewillowtree/Sandramid.jpg] He must have just been purposely irking her, because it was certainly working. Something about him just set her off so easily and she desperately wanted to lash out at his throat with her sharp ebony claws, ripping it from his neck and leaving his body for the vultures and coyotes to eat. Possibly other wolves, or Ardent. She might enjoy an already dead keiyou as a snack. As the thought of her pack's dragon came to her head, a devious smile came onto her face and she debated on calling out to the large black female. However, Estoni squealed in the back of her head and prevented her from doing it. Not only was the second soul there to cheer her up on her bad days, she was there to keep her from doing anything stupid. She was almost like a mother or an older sibling, there to protect her and make her feel better. Even though the myou disagreed with Estoni, the barn swallow in her head at least let her threaten the male when he continued to look her over. "If you keep looking at me like that, I'll have Ardent eat you." No matter what Estoni said, if he didn't stop, Sandralina would make sure she found Ardent and had her eat Valkyrie. She didn't care if he was part of the pack now, she wanted at least some decent respect from others. The mentioning of her name came up in her head again. "And I asked you why I should give you my name, not that I wasn't going to give it to you." She spoke the truth. She wasn't too surprised to hear him mention the tournaments and that he wished to know more about them. That was information she was willing to provide. She finally turned to him, the look on her face as stoic as she could keep it. "Yes, we have tournaments here. Everyone who joins the pack starts as a subordinate, but the tournaments are there for us to fight in order to reach a higher rank. I believe the fight for beta male has already commenced, and the gamma challenge is up next, which I am taking part in against two others." She paused to think of what else there was. "We fight until there is only one left standing. I am up against a lyxxus with a Time Warp power and a Yagi, both females. Then there are the epsilon challenges, which will happen when our fight is done. Whoever loses our fights can challenge for the next lowest position." She sighed, remembering something that Rhiannon had mentioned. "Unfortunately for you, you've joined too late and cannot challenge for a higher rank until the next tournament." Sandralina was almost thankful for that.

[Valkyrie]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/vback.jpg] [scrolly:h(224),w(410),sy] The smile that marred the female's maw was a tad bit concerning, but he could not think of anything that would give him cause for fear. He stopped sizing her up in a dismissive fashion, the comment rolling of his back. He had heard tell of the Cadre's dragon, and he assumed that she was making reference to this same beast. He huffed to show his lack of concern, his actions may be punishable, but he was certain that no pack leader would agree to death by dragon as a consequence. In turn Valkyrie sparred back with her, "I comprehended your question Cadre member, and I answered it. I asked your name as a formality, you should give it as a simple polite response if we are to be in this pack. I would expect that even you have enough manners to realize that we have an obligation to be civil." Would the simple minded questions never stop Valkyrie thought exasperatedly. He nodded his head as he reflected over her words. Having to wait would prove a better route to take, he would much rather prefer scoping out potential sparring challengers before engaging in a fight with one; it was the logical thing to do. A smart wolf always gathered knowledge about his opponents before engaging them in battle. He questioned once more, "What would be the reasonable purpose of time warp in a fight, such use of a power would be rather undignified. It seems to me that fighting in the present should be the only method." Valkyrie scoffed at the very idea of time warp, it was unnatural and illogical in his mind and created a disadvantage amongst fighters. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i1203.photobucket.com/albums/bb390/Bluewillowtree/Sandramid.jpg] Sandralina sighed at his difficulty and he obviously did not understand what she meant as she continued to question her name. For the moment, she would have to reply to the Time Warp question and ponder a better way to put the name question. She'd have to be careful about her words, put them in such a way so that he would understand her point of view in the matter. She asked Estoni to work on that while she explained what a Time Warp did. "Look, a Time Warp does not slow down or speed up time. It moves the user through time faster than the eye can keep track of. Compared to me and Lyra, Lyta is small, but that Time Warp is dangerous. She dodged my best attack with it and it almost killed both of us." She paused a moment to collect her breath and to ask her second soul if she had thought of anything yet, only learning she wasn't quite there. "Time Warp is useful in a fight because it gives you an obvious advantage over your opponent, but unfortunately for Lyta, she hasn't had it long and it will exhaust her very quickly. If she thought our ten minute spar was hard, then she doesn't know what's coming." The thought of the Time Warp power brought the memory of Sandra's mother to her mind, as she had held the power as well and it was one of the ways she had beaten her to near death almost. The thought of a Time Warp power terrified her, but she refused to show such things in front of others. She was tired of being weak and useless to others as she had been, and the gamma challenges were the one thing she could use to prove herself in the future, even if she lost. Estoni snapped her out of her reverie and told her how to put her words with the name thing. Sandra sighed and gave a slight nod, then walked a few feet away to sit on the edge of the nearby canyon. Wings tucked in at her sides, she gazed down at the river and voiced herself, making things clear. "I want you to think about your answer before you go blubbering your mouth again." She spat that part out to make sure he was listening. "When I asked you why I should give you my name, it meant to be why do you deserve it. Other than the fact that we are comrades and in the same pack, why do you deserve to know my name?" She hoped he would consider something other than what he had already answered, perhaps the simple fact that he wanted to know. Considering what she had seen already, Sandralina doubted she would receive such an answer.

[Valkyrie]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/vback.jpg] [scrolly:h(224),w(410),sy] Despite the reasoning of the use of time warp Valkyrie still scoffed at the notion. To waste one’s energy on such a matter was unfathomable to him when it was best spent elsewhere. A true warrior did not need to use excessive powers to demonstrate ability, no matter their size. He flicked his tail in annoyance, he would hope not to encounter such a brazen wolf as their presence would aggravate him, though not as much as this female nuisance that he’d had the misfortune of encountering. He spoke harshly once more, “It is not my concern that she is smaller in size that is her weakness and burden to bear. I have fought many valiant wolves smaller in size that have demonstrated great ability without the use of powers. Such a demonstration is a sign of cowardice.” He partially sneered the last word, for there was no end to his contempt for powers and their users. Lupus possessed natural powers that did not give him cause for disdain, but these fake powers angered him. He could not identify the source of this dislike, but it was deep rooted and almost instinctual. He laughed at the female’s explanation, though the laughter was dry without much humour. Why did he deserve to hear her name? He had yet to hear such a ridiculous notion, the idea was amusing. It was on the tip of his tongue to reprimand her for such a silly question, but she was part of the pack he hoped to join and he supposed that he could force him self to be civil and put forth a reasonable argument. It was only logical after all. His face returned to a mask of impenetrable calm as he answered her question, “Despite my unwavering opinion that this question is simply ridiculous, I will provide you with the common courtesy of an answer. Perhaps if you had properly phrased your question I would not have to answer several times. Now listen carefully as I am being more then generous as I really have no particular interest in your name now. I deserve to know your name for I am a wolf.” He paused to allow the response to penetrate, knowing full well the confusion it would cause before explaining further. “As wolves we have deemed ourselves equal in nature, when we fight we give the common courtesy to our opponents to know our names. As strong and intelligent individuals we have all strived to establish our place in this trying world and have fought to survive. Any wolf that is still standing before us has already demonstrated enough ability, strength, perseverance and stamina to merit learning each other’s names. To withhold such a basic piece of information is to insult their struggle and blatantly demonstrates a lack of respect to the generic name of Wolf. Before even interacting we face the other equally, unscathed by the events that will take place during the interaction. By offering our names we validate them as a wolf and we also validate ourselves. That is why I deserve to know your name, if this answer does not satisfy you then I shall waste no more of my time on the matter.” He gave a hard stare and thought to himself that she had best trod carefully and choose her next words with great thought. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i1203.photobucket.com/albums/bb390/Bluewillowtree/Sandramid.jpg] Sandra whirled around and snarled at him, her display of anger being her fangs bared at him, fur bristling, and wings flaying every now and then. She had definitely lost it that time. "You should never judge someone! You don't know Lyta like I do and you have no idea how passionate she is about her place! I suggest you reword that answer carefully!" In that moment, it was difficult for her to keep her head on her shoulders. She wanted so badly to rip his throat out and leave him there for the vultures, even for Ardent. Then, he went on about being equal in nature and why he deserved her name. Her anger only proceeded to get worse, only went on to become higher and higher on her chart. There was something about him, about his words...that just made her explode so easily. She did not like it, as she hated being angry. For a moment, she stopped her thoughts and asked herself what had happened to the sweet, loving little barn swallow myou that she had grown up to be. The seven year old female was getting old and, to her, getting old meant getting snappy at others. She didn't want to believe it was her, so mentally she accused him. When he finished speaking, she scoffed, making her displeasure obvious. "HA! Equals? Please, it's obvious you don't respect me just be cause I am a female. And why the hell should I respect you? You've proven to be nothing but a bothersome idiot to me and I don't like you. What respect should I show you? Sandra realized it was strange for her to act the way she did, but she did not care. "And why would you want to know your opponent's name? Is that what you're looking for? An opponent?" She flashed her wings in a challenge. "Just say the word, because you're about to make an opponent out of me." As absurd as the idea was, she was not against it. She wanted to fight him so badly and she was about to make it happen. She was going to provoke him. "I will say my name, then you will have yourself a fight. Or are you scared to lose to a girl?" There was a mocking smirk on her face, a wry smile almost, and she made it clear she wanted the fight so badly. If he refused to fight her, then she would make sure she attacked him first. Sandry...just be careful, all right!? She nodded slightly in order to calm Estoni, the non fighting second soul. Her attention returned to Valkyrie. "My name...is Sandralina."

[Valkyrie]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/vback.jpg] [scrolly:h(224),w(410),sy] Valkyrie was rather confused about her anger; he simply could not understand the source of. He had merely stated his opinion and he would not change it for this innervating wolf. The tips of the white feathers on his tail twisted slightly in the breeze as he simply stared at her blankly, processing his own thoughts. Obviously the situation was getting rather out of hand, and he supposed it would be his job the reign it, or her, back in. Calmly he simply stated, “I have judged you for being a female, you have judged me with the use of various ridiculous names, and I am leaving my verdict out on the matter. Mayhaps I have over reacted by accusing cowardice, but regardless...She need naught use powers to rise to her full potential, I am sure she has enough strength to overcome obstacles without their use. Deny that and you insult and judge her as much as I.” He glared, daring her to rebuke the comment. He gritted his fangs together lightly thereby quenching his own frustrations. He would actually have to continue to explain and maintain his patience in the situation, even if he felt like knocking her out just to be rid of it. In a largely controlled and forced voice he snapped back, “Yes, I have put a label on you for being female, and I suppose I can offer a mild apology for that, should you retract your pesky and childish names. To name a few, idiot, bird brain, pig headed and I am sure you will come out with some more should I not demand a stop to it now. Do act your age and I shall give my word not to consider you inferior for being a female. I have yet to label you in such a manner; therefore you have no right to drone off about my lack of cohesiveness as you yourself have demonstrated judgement as well.” It was with mild grim satisfaction that he did gain the knowledge of her name, though in the not the fashion he would have preferred. The bird was getting rather out of sorts, and he very much suspected she was rather inclined to attempt to tear a shred out of him, and perhaps she would succeed in putting in a scratch or two. Sighing out loud he attempted to reason with the hot headed creature, “I am not in the mood to fight right now, and whether you were male or not it would not change the fact that you are to be a future pack mate should my acceptance pull through and it would not be becoming to squabble with you on the basis of mutual dislike. And yes, I certainly did imply mutual dislike. I can’t say it is a pleasure to meet you Sandralina, but it has been interesting.” [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i1203.photobucket.com/albums/bb390/Bluewillowtree/Sandramid.jpg] OOC: Somdog, Valk irks me sooooooooo much. xD "How would you know she doesn't need them?" Her exasperation was clear as she spoke, becoming tired of the bickering. "You are four times her size and would more than likely kill her in one blow, just as I almost did. If she hadn't have used her power the split second before I hit her, it would have killed her. It is completely obvious fighting is an easier thing for you than it is for her. Do not judge one you have not met!" She flayed her wings in irritation, fanning herself in order to calm her rage, make it go down on the scale. She had to rid herself of the headache that she had. Her fangs slowly began hiding themselves as she calmed down, listening to his next words while trying to keep her temper from flaring again. She rolled her amber eyes at him, "Of course I have judged. It is a reaction that is impossible to stop for anyone, even someone as emotionless as yourself should be smart enough to know that." She paused, keeping herself from getting angry again. "I am acting my age. If you knew anything about me besides my name, then you would understand why I act the way I do, but you don't know, so don't tell me how I should act." She made her point there. Her thick ebony claws pawed at the ground, leaving divots where they had been, raking at the dirt as a vent in order to stop herself from snapping again. She needed to return to her happy go lucky self before she lost her head completely. As much as she wanted to claw his eyes out, she restrained herself from doing so. She had the urge to let herself go when he refused her challenge to a fight, but it only made her feel good. In her mind, he would not dare to fight a female, therefore practically stating he was afraid to lose. She scoffed, muttering, "You're just afraid to lose..." Sandralina sighed, allowing her rage to flow out with the breath, and she closed her eyes for a moment. The breeze picked up and seemed to cool her mind. When she opened her eyes once more, she was calm, almost to her happy go lucky self, but not quite furious anymore. "I'm sorry for losing my cool. Usually, I am much easier to get along with, but you aren't exactly the most pleasurable male to be around, if you don't mind my saying." She paused, finally deciding to take in his appearance. He was rather good looking, but only when one found their way past his infuriating barrier. Her skin heated up when she realized what she was doing, then forced herself to glance up at the almost cloudless sky. "Look...the females in this pack are different than ones you may have known. We are not damsels in distress. we are hot headed and like to do things on our own, and we do not ask for anyone's help unless our situation proves to us that we need it. Each and every one of us fight and argue, and our pack is led by a female. Rhiannon is the leader of this pack and she can be harsh on each of us, but I have been here long enough to know she won't let any male to disrespect the females of this pack. That's the only warning I'm giving you should you join." Sandralina swallowed the lump in her throat, but found her throat relatively dry. All of her yelling had made her thirsty and she turned her amber gaze to the canyon, knowing there was a river at the bottom for her to refresh herself with. She would do so once this meeting deemed itself over, not really caring if he went with her or not.