Make Way For Young Blood
Reaper Challenge
02-06-2021, 06:31 PM
Gossamer was working on making a mint mixture for a poultice. She had an injured rabbit that Ásta had caught for her and she was trying to tend to its wounds, some of which she had inflected herself. Of course the rabbit seemed more interested in eating some of her remedies but it was just something she was going to have to work around if she was going to find out if this worked. It would almost be easier to just bite her own leg to test. Gossamer paused as she heard her older sister call out a challenge. Ooooo a fight! She wasn't close to Aslatiel but she secretly admired the older girl after seeing how she battled a bear.
Gossamer whipped around, knocking over her ceramic bowl and getting mint paste all over her legs. "Ugh!" She sighed loudly before continuing on her way. She'd clean up later, she didn't want to miss the fight. She arrived and spied her sister Ophie. She quickly bounded over to the other girl to join her. Good, she wasn't too late. However, the man that Asla had challenged didn't seem to want to fight. She glanced at her father then back at the two as Asla attacked. The fight was over almost before it began and it had been disappointing. Thankfully, they were going to have another fight, yes! "Go Asla!" She cheered.
02-06-2021, 07:06 PM
Today had not gone as planned. Internally, Aslatiel was beyond frustrated. She loved Magnus, but he had really screwed her over here. The young Fatalis refused to let the irritation show on her face. She congratulated Magnus and asked her father for a proper challenge. While waiting for a decision as to what her challenge might be, she noted that more had gathered and that at least one of her younger siblings was cheering her on. Tall grey ears flicked backwards momentarily. She didn't like them because of who they were, but she was starting to rethink their place in her life. That was something to sort out later though. She didn't have time for matters of the heart right now. Now, nothing but blood and battle mattered. She still had something to prove. The words of Sirius rang out, addressing the pack. Aslatiel turned, her gaze touching upon each face, waiting for someone to accept the challenge and fight her. The young wolf's gaze fell upon Naiche right as he stepped forward. A moment later he was calling out his challenge. A grin split Asla's blood covered maw and she nodded her approval and her thanks. Since Naiche lacked armor, Aslatiel took a moment to shrug out of her own, depositing the reinforced porcupine armor on the ground and well out of the way. She slid out of her antlered skull helmet next. Shaking out her cream and grey pelt, the young warrior stepped into the invisible ring. It was time. Aslatiel rolled her shoulders and controlled her breathing. She'd exhausted quite a bit of energy trying to flip Magnus, but she was young and had energy to spare. This would be a true battle. A real battle. Asla knew that Naiche had a desire to be Reaper. He'd proven as much when he'd participated prior to Magnus attaining the rank. If he won, he would do well and she would go lick her wounds. Ah, but she wouldn't lose. The stars were on her side. There was a fire in her belly and with it, she would burn Naiche to the ground. Claws dug into the earth below as she launched herself at the yellow wolf. Jaws open wide, she went straight for his face, seeking to sink her teeth into his muzzle. She sought to slam her chest against his while she bit. Simultaneously, one paw would swipe out, seeking to latch her claws into one foreleg so that she might pull it out from beneath him. They were of a similar size and so this fight would be full of quick, brutal attacks. Naiche wouldn't hold back and neither would she. She was a lot of things, but dishonorable wasn't one of them. "Speech" |