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"Busy? Well, now you’ll be busy with something else." She narrowed her eyes at the boy, tail lashing with irritation. She was busy! Clearly they didn't give a damn that she was! She was alive too! She had feelings and her own life! She was getting tired of them pushing her around and treating her like dirt, so when he stated that she was going to spar with him, she lifted her lip in further irritation. Fine. If he wanted a fight, she'd fight him. She was sure that if she didn't do what was demanded of her, she'd get in trouble. But on the other hand, if she hurt him, she might still get in trouble. But then again...he did tell her to fight him. So...she might as well do what she could while she was being forced to, right?

That sounded logical enough in her head. He asked for it, after all. And if they wanted to try and punish her for it, so be it. She'd plead her case even on deaf ears, but they were really pushing her buttons lately.

The boy cackled and charged at her, and as he drew closer, she set her defenses and noted he was smaller than her. Her tail lashed and her hackles rose, and as he drew close in an effort to knock her off her feet, she sought to jump over him and kick him with her hind feet. Hopefully, she'd end up knocking him off balance and send him flying face-first into the dirt!

Medusa vs Macabre for Spar
Round: 1/2
Age: over 1yr
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Intermediate Hunter


"Medusa"