[Deicide]

Its too damn close and she'll just have to risk it, jaw snapping shut, large head lowering, the wolven blunders into a headbutt with the oncoming energy, braceing her claws on the slick ice as it sends her and her opponent hurtling back from each other. Pushing her body, useing that substantial body weight to come to a complete halt, she quickly realises the opponent is now out of sight range and twitches an ear slightly in a guesture that could be read as annoyance while pawing at what may well be the beginings of a slight bruising on the otherwise to perfect snowy-white forehead. Still.. The move seemed more than a little desperate, and for that she cannot help but grin.

It is the work of a moment for that acute canine snout to work out the challengers position, and the huge ring of energy, plowing into the crystaline surface after the displacement caused by her thick head, has caused a decent covering of misty residue in the earily still night air. Moving slowly with a gentle, almost silent 'tak-taking' of hollow claws on solid surface, she circles around, trying to position herself behind him without his knowledge before tenseing on the ground, gearing up for another charge, this time with a whole hell of a lot less unneeded warning.

Indeed, she is just about to push off from the ice and begin a fresh offensive when she pauses, ears shooting up, tail kinking behind in a guesture of mild confusion while semi-bared fangs show obvious agitation. She holds the pose for a moment, not bothering to take note as to wether she has been spotted or not, muttering under her breath, seemingly locked an argument with a voice only she can hear..

'But I have him right where I want him! Well.. Yes.. I would be in Draconic form and done with this by now if that wasn't the case but still! Okay fine..'

There is a sharp burst of light, standing up on two legs again, as tail twitches behind her in overt agitation, the wolf does her best to appear impassive and aloof before finally speaking in a clear voice to her opponent, who she can only assume must be at least a little confused by now.

'It would appear this trial draws to an end. A shame.. I always knew there where restrictions yet it was interesting' a gentle sigh, 'but, nevertheless, my Master calls and I must answer.'

She grins wryly and bobs a curt bow, before pushing off the transparent plane one last time, allowing herself to fall from it, hair flowing upwards and obscuring her expression before another brilliant flash of purest white light takes her out of that existance altogether, leaving nothing but an echo behind her.

'...It shall be my Masters place to say what must happen next...'

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