When the call reached her ears, Ashanti rose with grace as she pushed off from the ground. Her paws kissed the thicket floor as she responded to the call. Was the wolf calling hurt or was it a different matter? Her tail would rise as she showed up to the scene. She held herself tall as the large femme waited for a few seconds. "You called? Are you sick? I have herbs in my den..." She explained softly with a kind look in her eyes. The dominance was more of a formality but it felt... right. She liked power even though she hadn't found it in herself to take it from the wolf above her and above that. She wanted to be Nina's loyal second but she just wasn't ready yet.

She could feel the stirring in her heart as it started to beat faster. She knew as well as Kite did that it wasn't herbs this woman before her needed. It was power. She was going to challenge her for her rank. "If you are going to challenge me, I at least deserve a name." She suggested to the female with that same kind look in her eyes. She was sassy that particular day. She fell back a few steps as she sat down on her back haunches. She wanted to talk to Kite before it resulted in a fight. Ashanti did not lack the confidence or power to fight. The large wolf was a decent fighter to note. She just preferred to do things peacefully.

The woman left no room for talk and Ashanti saw it as her downfall. Why would a scout need a high rank if she was to constantly be gone from the territory to do her job. Her name was Kite and Ashanti did not like her so far. She arched her back and let her fur bristle in annoyance softly. "You seem to leave no room for talk. I will not give up my rank to you. I've already lost too much." She hissed as she prepared her attack. She thought of @Miccah and parts of her memories started to fall into place. They were small memories but they were important memories about Miccah and @Nina. They were things she never thought she would recover but she had. There was Nina comforting her like a mother would her child. There was Miccah who was hanging out with her as wolves who were good friends might.

They were fragments of her past but they were happy fragments and so she would launch herself, not at Kite, but an aim to move to behind Kite. She skidded her paws to stop right before a nearby tree but she could not stop in time and so she hit her head. A small pain shot through her but she shook it off as she turned to face Kite. "I will not be ousted to the bottom." She said simply as she would await Kite to move first. There was an anger in her but there was also a prideful feel to herself as well.

The woman would note the confusion from Kite as to what she was talking about which only confirmed how new to the pack she was. Perhaps Ashanti would explain a bit later but they had a score to settle it would seem. She recovered from her failed attempt just in time to dig her paws into the ground to take the brute force from Kite slamming into her side. She felt a small crack but it might have just been her imagination. She narrowed her eyes as she barely remained standing from the force. Thank the gods for her weight and larger size. She would be quick about her next move. The woman would then move parallel to her and she knew she only had one shot at her attack.

When the woman had attacked her, it was while she was speaking so her ending to her speech had been a bit choppy. She would spin quick on her paws and launch herself at Kite's back in an attempt to grip onto Kite's back left leg with her teeth. Her eyes were narrowed. The attack would be short and simple and as soon as she made contact with any part of Kite she would retreat. She, as a healer, knew her way around a wolf and would use that plus her strength to benefit her in the fight for her rank. There was no way Kite would pass her until Kite proved to her that she deserved it. Ashanti was a pretty tough judge too.

She would hiss as Kite rammed her shoulder into Ashanti's mouth. Her eyes were blazing with anger as she remembered everything that Aideen had told her about her past. You have a son. You were raped. Miccah was your best friend. Nina was like a mother to you. Then you went insane and ran away. You lost your memory and found your way to Ipsum Falls. There Dractive raised you as his own daughter and you relearned how to heal. Then you found your way back after his death. She reminded herself about the facts of her life. She narrowed her eyes at the woman who appeared to be enjoying the fight and Ashanti spat at the ground in disgust. Who enjoys violence like this?

Her tail would remain curled above herself as she demanded the respect from the younger woman. Kite was little more than a yearling and Ashanti saw her as not fit for a higher rank just yet. The woman would do something she knew she shouldn't do as she dove down towards the back left leg of Kite. She was aiming to give a swift bite to the Achilles tendon though she had no intention of severing it. It was just something to hopefully throw the youth off of her balance. If Ashanti could make her fall then it would give her the upper hand and she could swoop in from behind and clamp down on her muzzle. That was the plan but it all depended on how Kite played her next move.