[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]Sephiroth had loyally followed Bai Shi into the heart of the enemy.  Ever since he rescued the serpent from this horrid place, the Pharaph had to admit himself he was eager to sink his claws into the enemy.  But he didn't let that show, his expression stony and eyes cold as always as he advanced about the territory with one of his viziers.  The plan had been approved by him, and he gladly went along with it.

The sand whipped about his ethereal silver form as he stayed at Bai Shi's side, glancing his sharp eyes up towards them and offering a tiny nod, a shift of his quicksilver mane before he turned his face back foreword, claws out and flashing along the ground in a dangerous yet subtle motion.  Sephiroth was ready to face down the entire Pitt if need be.

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]The lion had been running foreword when suddenly something burst beneath him.  Sephiroth only had a heartbeats worth of time to react in the form of skidding to a stop as he lurched to the side, feeling teeth and hot breath snap at his face.  He felt the attack hit, fangs cutting into the fur and skin along his muzzle and under his eyes, any closer and it would have been a debilitating wound but his quick reflex had saved his vison.  He could still feel blood ooze from the wounds on his face, tossing his head as to make scarlet fly in the air, as he trashed to the side.

Ninazu.  The leader herself, a perfect opportunity to strike the Pitt down.  Sephiroth’s eyes blazed like dangerous fire as he swung his silver framed face towards the lioness, the perfection of his aristocratic and refined features marred by the blood weeping down the side of his muzzle.  He took a mere pair of heartbeats to assess the situation, to figure out how to attack, before he pounced.  Sephiroth lunged with front facing paws unsheathed, aiming to sink his sharpened claws into the flank of [member=2040]NINAZU[/member] with great force, avoiding the flames of her mane and instead attempting to slash the vulnerable flesh of her side and perhaps knock her over if the attack was forceful enough.