En Garde!
Spring seasonal prompt - Y18
Tel'Teukiira
Expert Fighter (160)
Expert Intellectual (140)
5 Years
Female
10
Dragon Mod
She made her way to a more secluded area of the Moore. Her coat glowed semi-brightly as she used it to guide herself across the darkened grounds, the moon hanging overhead but the mists making it difficult for its rays to shine through. She held a wooden staff of sorts in her jaws, something she wanted to try and practice with. She had never fought with any sort of weapon or used any sort of armor that wasn't a part of her. Teeth and claws were the only things that she had ever used to fight, and so far...it had been enough. But would it always be? She often saw many others using things to help them fight. Some sort of weapon, armor, companions even...she had managed to hone her use with her saber fangs and claws, and now she had to learn with the pair of antlers that had grown on her crown over the spring season. It was still something she was getting used to, and she wondered how she could use them to her advantage either offensively, defensively, or both. The only problem was...she needed someone else to help her practice. A tree or other inanimate object only helped so much, and she'd feel silly trying to whack something that wasn't a living target.
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Amorielle
Advanced Fighter (80)
Beginner Healer (0)
5 Years
Female
0
Dragon Mod
Amorielle Adravendi |
It had been some time since she came around these stones to study them. But it seemed that no matter how many times she did, they would still remain a mystery to her. Nobody knew where they truly came from, how long they'd been here, or what their purpose was. All anyone knew is they had been here for generations, and yet, nobody had figured out their mysterious purpose. Assuming, of course, there was any. As she studied the stones, she heard someone approach. A brief sideglance told her it was either her mother or Tel. Though the dampened footfalls and scent told her it was the latter. She knew her mother's footsteps and scent well enough, even through the thickened fog that constantly blanketed this part of the land.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
Tel'Teukiira
Expert Fighter (160)
Expert Intellectual (140)
5 Years
Female
10
Dragon Mod
"Oh good! I was hoping to catch you at a time when you weren't busy, so this is perfect!" She flashed a grin, her fur pulsing brightly for a moment as she placed a paw on the staff. "You have an interest in fighting too, right? I wanted to ask if you wanted to train with me today. I'm used to fighting others about the same size as me, but I've little experience fighting others that are smaller," Amorielle was significantly smaller than she was. Other than Noelle, maybe a couple of others, but as far as she was aware, Noelle wasn't a fighter. The partially blind woman preferred a healing touch, not a harming one. She had made weapons and armor of her own, but she wanted to practice with something that was completely different. The staff, after all, would have to be held in her mouth. Her teeth were her greatest weapon along with her claws, and she wanted to see how she'd fare without the use of her teeth in combat should she one day need to fight in a different manner.
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Amorielle
Advanced Fighter (80)
Beginner Healer (0)
5 Years
Female
0
Dragon Mod
Amorielle Adravendi |
Tel seemed glad that she wasn't busy right now, and she was curious to know why. The answer would come quick enough, with Tel's words pulling a small grin from the small rustic and white wolf. She nodded. "Of course, I'd be delighted to help you!" After all, she needed the practice, too. She had been focused more on her plants than her fighting lately, and it was time she brushed up on that, too. She didn't have a weapon or anything of her own, didn't think she really needed them just yet. Not until she sparred a little more to see where she needed to improve before bringing in the use of tools to aid her. She was faster than most, so she relied on her smaller size and agility over brawn. Her magpie sat on the stone above her, but she wasn't going to use her in this fight. The mist and fog that swirled around them made the field visibility difficult, anyway. Even though the pair were no more than a couple of yards apart. As Tel stepped back and prepared herself, Amorielle took a deep breath and exhaled, closing her eyes for a moment to steady her breathing and to get her thoughts together for their practice spar.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
Tel'Teukiira
Expert Fighter (160)
Expert Intellectual (140)
5 Years
Female
10
Dragon Mod
She waited for Amorielle to begin, and when the smaller woman finally kicked off, Tel's eyes widened in surprise at how fast Amorielle really was. She hadn't expected the other woman to be that quick, and when she swung the staff to try and knock her over, she missed. Amorielle had sped past her, lower to the ground than Tel had anticipated and faster than she herself could move, apparently. The rust-marked she-wolf managed to slip past, giving Tel a nip to her side which made her jump a bit from surprise. She expected a hit to her back leg, so she raised it out of the way just in case, but nothing came. She turned to try and see where Amory's position was, and all she saw on her left side was a tail disappearing behind her.
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