[She's waiting for it. She knows Elena isn't going to stand for it, that the moment she moves there's going to be a fight.
She wants it. Elena beat her last time, nearly shoved a stake in her back. Time to repay the favor.
So when she hits the ground this time, she's ready for that too, and it doesn't knock the wind out of her the way it could have. She looks up at the brunette, a bright gleam in her eye, before she grabs onto Elena's ankle with both hands as she shoves her boot into her chest.]
Do your worst.
[And then she wrenches to the side with her hands, content to either break her ankle of simply catch her off-balance. She knows Elena is a better fighter than her; the difference is that Caroline is perfectly content to kill and she doubts Elena has it in her.]
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She wants it. Elena beat her last time, nearly shoved a stake in her back. Time to repay the favor.
So when she hits the ground this time, she's ready for that too, and it doesn't knock the wind out of her the way it could have. She looks up at the brunette, a bright gleam in her eye, before she grabs onto Elena's ankle with both hands as she shoves her boot into her chest.]
Do your worst.
[And then she wrenches to the side with her hands, content to either break her ankle of simply catch her off-balance. She knows Elena is a better fighter than her; the difference is that Caroline is perfectly content to kill and she doubts Elena has it in her.]