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Aya wasn't impressed by Mori's insult and simply rolled her eyes in response. The wolf kid then kicked up some dust obscuring himself from Aya's view, she hissed a little and took a step back, this was a dangerous situation. Giving Aya little time to react Mori burst from the dust cloud, his claws poised to strike and her chest. But this kind of foolhardy rush-down strategy was exactly what Aya was expecting, so instead of shocked expression Aya wore a smug grin. [color=00aeef]"As expected of a brute like you, rushing forward without a second thought. Like a moth to a flame."[/color]

Aya wasn't fast enough to dodge backwards out of Mori's reach but that wasn't her plan, instead she would tackle into him and get her quirk going. Doing so would mean she would only get hit with Mori's arm at worst, getting in too close for the extended arms savage looking claws. [color=00aeef]"I am very different to my compatriot Lord Zion. I am suited to taking down meat heads like yourself."[/color] Aya would then put her plan into action, throwing herself into Mori hoping that his fur wouldn't make his skin too hard to touch.