These Fields are so boring[dancinginthedark][Fight

Though the general structure of a female pitfall lizard was a bit smaller than that of the average male, it was obvious to the original Capitol scientists who first created them that the females were particularly more violent than the male specimens. They were much more easily provoked than the males when they felt threatened, especially when guarding any of their neon orange eggs.

This particular beast was an anomaly in itself, as she was just about the same size as her male counterparts that were nowhere to be seen. To the human eye, it was nearly impossible to tell that the monster was even female, but she still shared the aggressive attitude that the Gamemakers treasured. She was their weapon, their tool of destruction. A hundred yards away and above the ground, her bright orange eggs sat precariously out in the open, and yet hidden by a slight ridge in the ground to keep them concealed from any silly predators foolish enough to eat them.

In a sudden, jarring shake above her, the soft earth caved in, revealing the oddest-looking creature. Immediately the lizard pulled to the edge of her circular pit, baring her teeth and whipping her tail back and forth aggressively. It was what she had been born to do, and so she did not hesitate when she threw her poisonous jaws towards the unfamiliar threat.

(Attacks Evan)
[dice=200+2000]
Severed Finger on Right Hand, 8.5

As nice as it is that your character is defending her alliance member with her trusty weapon, the random event in the Hunger Games Information board (found HERE) states that Daniella can only defend Evan with blunt projectiles (or a bow and arrow or throwing knives, but I'm assuming that she has neither of the two). Please repost with that different attack.

I just linked you to the Random Event page, and if you read that you would know that Evan has fallen into a 25-foot pit and he is separated from Daniella now. Evan is fighting alone now, though Daniella can choose to defend him with any projectile weapon (misc. blunt projectile, unless she has a bow and arrow or throwing knives) if she chooses to do so. At the same time, however, Daniella must face off against a Hellhound. Evan will also have to fight a Hellhound on top of his Lizard fight. Make sense? Dancininthedark must edit her last post and remove the incorrect attack, and then repost with a new attack if she pleases. All you are required to do, UnderArmor, is edit your last post with the actual event that happened, as it is not correct.

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Terk.

Unlike the two males that also often traveled with her, the ominous female pitfall lizard was always skilled and ready when it came time to attack a random victim. The two-legged creatures did not scare or intimidate her, but rather she always met them head-on with a violent series of attacks whenever one managed to collapse her precious work.

She was a favorite of any who had already seen her in action, as she would fight relentlessly until the fight ended - and obviously always in her favor. She was a champion of sorts, always looking for the best attack and almost always following through. She was born to dig and to kill, and she was no newcomer. Every movement that she made was calculated and precise, instinctive and planned previously. She was particularly bright for a mutt that could not feel much more than a sense of anger and anxiety, but she fought just as the others did: with little care about her own safety. She was different from the males, yes, but she was still born with that same protective instinct. Protect your purpose and your young.

The air all around her was fogged with dirt and dust that made it difficult to see where her target was, though the pit was small and deep. She followed every movement and shadow, but did not react quickly enough as a long, tail-like object flew towards her right foreleg, slapping into the flesh and only irritating her more.

Above her, she did not notice the slight movements of the other two-legged creature, nor did she care. Her target was chosen by random bad luck, and a pitfall lizard would never shy away from its target.

Just as in all other cases, somebody would have to die. She had not died yet, and she was not going to.

Without the slightest bit of hesitation, the female lashed out again at her target just as she had done dozens of times before.

Her targets always died. It would happen again.

Terk (attacks Evan)
[dice=200+2000]
Deep Gash on Right Bicep - 8.0

Terk.

As the dust settled in the bottom of the pit and visibility became clearer for both opponents, the female lizard began to whip her tail back and forth as a sign of power. To the human eye it was nothing more than a simple shake of the tail, but to the lizards it was something much more than that. It was a sign of dominance and victory, and it was within her grasp. She was not going to allow this being to live, and perhaps that same thought was clear to the victim as well.

So the lizard paused for a moment, circling the edge of the pit, almost mocking the poor creature that was unlucky enough to come upon her hiding place. It was all a game, was it not? And the poor two-legged, long-tailed, grotesque beast was going to lose against her. If she could feel any mild sense of enjoyment, she got it from that game of hers.

As she turned wildly around the ugly creature - attempting to overwhelm it, no doubt - the creature's tail came out of nowhere, flinging itself towards her in a split second and and lashing at her front leg, this time drawing blood. It was nothing but a scratch to the focused female, and yet it pained her more than the last attack. Irritated and slightly hurt, she once again sent her poisonous teeth towards the creature, stirring up more dust in her frenzied, violent movements.

Terk (attacks Evan)
[dice=200+2000]
Miss - 0.0

Terk.

As another blow from the creature's long tail connected this time with her face - a light attack, but still painful - the female caught a glimpse of the sky above her, though somewhat clouded by the dust in the air again. An anxious thought crossed her mind about the state of her eggs, but the thought only lasted a second. There was little time to be spent between attacks unless she wanted to die.

And she most certainly did not want such a thing. If it were possible to multiply her ferocity once more, it clearly showed itself in her next attack. She ignored the pain and she ignored the dust flying around her face. Her careful stare settled on the shape that was her her opponent - her victim - and she struck again, this time spreading her jaws wider and forcefully propelling herself forward without a second thought.

Terk (attacks Evan)
[dice=200+2000]
Miss - 0.0