KNOCK, KNOCK, MAMAS IN TOWN. [INITIATION]

The militant's features were void of any source of emotion but bloodlust, she was painted with spectacles so dull and so clearly filled with pain. Jaws clamped tightly shut and a dragging tail to show. Yet, Cougarstar's thick vocals were unwavering like a thunderstorm, shoulders as strong as boulders, long legs like pillars, a spine like a cobra and a tongue so venomous just to twin with her persona. Jaws with iron strength lifted as she carried herself just as a queen would and did. Though, this was different. The chausie's muzzle was stained with blood, the smell of iron was thick in the atmosphere and between rows of ivory incisors did the ex-Leader clutch someone, dragging with her as she took them by the nape of the neck where they had grown exhausted from trying to escape that they had accepted their fate. A Thunderclanner, male. Must have been some tabby not as large as she but certainly durable for her to play with- must have been a warrior, she made sure of it. To be frank she didn't give a fuck who he was, though he was one who fought against her from taking Sunningrocks. Now he would pay.

Entering her born home and her newfound clan, the scent of monsters hanging in the air as her thick paw pads clutched at the gravel like tractionn. Talons far too large to shelter themselves in her sheaths stuck out like coiled barbs. Lengthy tail lashing momentarily as the woman tossed her capture forward, releasing him from her jaws where he tumbled before her like a dead mouse, picking himself up frantically in a scrambling manner.

"You aren't yourself."

"What makes you think that, darling? I'm more myself than I ever was before."

A narrow-eyed glowing glare lifted from her prey, if he'd escape her gaze she'd just have to drag him back herself. And what fun! A game of chase? Eh, she'd rather have an opponent brave enough to face her. She rather liked a challenge, but she doubted he'd prove any considering she held moons of battle under her pelt. Training from the Dark Forest for four months, training in Riverclan for perhaps nine or so, training with her rogue group for ten, and Bloodclan since she was a kit. Cougarstar was bred for war, raised on war, and starved without it. "Bloodclan!" She yowled,  "I have an opponent worthy of my initiation-" pausing, she glanced down at the tom, eyes narrowing, "or not, who knows what he's capable of, really. He'll be dead soon so who really gives a shit anyways, you're all in for a good fight. Afterall, nobody survives after I'm done with them."

"Speech."

The female's dead emerald gaze fell upon Torrentpath first as she took form amongst the Shadows, next she found her way to Morag's judgmental gaze, her words like spear tips caused the fem's features to turn into a softened smirk. She liked her. A sharp tongue, indeed. Rolling her shoulders, a glare found it's way upon Taboa then Caledon where a cruel smile took form upon the womans lips as she cocked her head to the side. "Darling, have you met me?" she questioned, vocals coated in faux pity. "I'm Cougarstar," she hissed, at last, the horrible smile returning as she turned away from him.

The chausie's tail lashed as claws took their place to coil within the crumbling ground like daggers. Ivory incisors glinting against the low light of the invisible arena as she stalked forward with the prowess of a huntress. Massive shoulder blades ripping through her hide as gnarled scars maneuvered with her form. Muscles at ease though visible as she took her approach. The masculine before her standing his ground as she took her place ringing around him with calculation and intimidation. She took the physical form of Bellona, Goddess of War with the savagery of Athena and the darkness of Heidies. Torn ears flattened as shadowed pupils slid to the corners of almond slanted spectacles.

The masculine was the first to bunch his hind muscles, his crystalline spheres already giving away his attack as did all cats. His gaze analyzing her hips where he leaped so suddenly, claws outstretched but before he could even touch a hair on the empress's body, she took a heavy step forward, planting both paws in the same region while throwing her weight to the side, hind legs tucked near her right side, swinging the entirety of her body weight all the way around in order to hurl a round house kick to his rib cage while he was in flight. The crack of ribs echoing through the streets upon contact before she landed just as he skidded across the ground before slumping against the tar.

"Speech."

uh, yee- this might get a bit groosome just a lil warning but nothing too detailed.

The cracking of ribs brought an oddly satisfying gaze to lurrer within such crystaline spectacles. The words of Taboa's questioning ringing as Cougarstar found herself stalking forward, "no, not yet," she responded bluntly, her words like razor blades as they could cause fur to rise. The slump of his body motionless only for a moment before he pulled himself up once more, hisses of pain audible as they slipped from a tongue of such purity. the tom's fangs bared as claws outstretched upon the pavement.

The masculine's breathing came in short breaths, blood had already begun to pool from his maw as it wasn't uncommon for many to die from the breaking of ribs as splinters from shattered ivory could tear the lungs and it seems she had done just the trick. As ruthless as she was and always had been, she was going to kill him, but she had morals, maybe not much, but she certainly wasn't going to let the fight drag on, allowing him to suffer from such an atrocious way to go. Bleeding from the inside out. One's own body nothing more than a slump of broken bones unable to hold the hide in which protected them and cradle the organs within.

The tom leaped froward, causing the goddess to dodge his attack, however, he was quick to drop upon his back to slide forward with claws extended, ready to pierce her belly, but because Cougarstar had moved from his previous lunge, he only managed to rake her forarm as he slid- drawing blood. Instead of drawing her paw back, she lunged it forward, his claws releasing her flesh from his grasp. Her own talons coiling within hisforeleg to return the attack, this allowed for her to drag his body near hers like he was nothing more than a toy. With the tom on his back and frantically writhing in an attempt for her to release his leg, he kicked up with his hind legs, catching his claws against Cougar's jaws in which she then shot forward upon his distraction, her jaws now enclosed about his neck, the masculine's back claws managed to scratch her neck during the process but nothing more. She picked him up by the neck before ringing her head around and flinging him in the air to savagely slam his body against a nearby wall.

Turning away from him, if this was a real fight, she'd kill him already; but she'd give him a chance. One more chance. Afterall, they asked for a show and she'd deliver.

He slumped against the wall just as he had done before, blood spewing from wounds so savagely torn that he'd become worn with pain. Though, again, he picked himself up. "A warrior's death you deserve," the ex-leader whispered under breath, grief dazzling along honey suckle and venom spitting vocals. He offered nothing but saddened spectacles in return, knowing that perhaps this was the end of his own destiny. He would return the attack next, leaping at the empress with exposed claws, but instead of maneuvering out of the way, Cougarstar stood her ground, muscles hard with tension as he lunged closer and closer in mid air, his own brambled claws greeting her shoulders just as her forepaw extended towards his exposed side. The tyrantess's gnarled talons greeting his soft belly where they raked towards the sky up and up and up until they could no longer and until he was was no longer. The warrior's body heaved upon her claws, dangling limp and suspended in the air until it was released from her claws upon sheathing them to drop against the ground in a scene of crimson sheats.

"Speech."