Rise Against!

Medusa

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Finally, she had gotten the courage to stand up and rise against those who continued to oppress her. She had made a few friends during her journey and gained their support and well wishes. Very few knew her personal story with Habari, but the ones she trusted enough to tell would likely (hopefully) stand behind her as she finally stepped onto the battlefield. She decided to do it here instead of privately on Habari's lands more for fear that Recluse would turn to cowardice and attempt to have her brats try to subdue her. Just like she had been too much of a coward to do the punishment of breaking Medusa's toes, and instead, had her now dead brat do it. But here? No way in hell she could do that, right? And honestly, the day that Kali died was a day that Medusa celebrated! It was one less of Recluse's little shits that she had to deal with.

But ah, back to business. She couldn't let herself get distracted now, could she? Taking a deep breath, she donned the wolf skeleton she had stolen with Havoc and the sharpened claws she had made with Wren and glanced at Umbra and Nox with a determined nod before the trio set off to find a spot on the battlefield where she would be fighting Recluse. Assuming of course, that Habari's alpha showed her face. It was midday, a break in the clouds revealing the sky above as if her father had parted them to watch her from the heavens above. From what she had learned and gathered by watching the wolves of Habari and being trapped there for so long, she had gotten the chance to observe them. Recluse mostly only came out at night...so Medusa wondered if there was a reason for that. Regardless, she couldn't wait anymore. She told Havoc and Wren that someday, she would be free. And today would hopefully be that day. And if she failed? Well...she would try again. And again. And again. Until she won her freedom.

For once she moved quietly, fluidly, save for the tic of her head and the constant blinking of her eyes from the Tourette's that she was born with. Nervousness? What was that? She didn't know it. She felt...confidence. Or at least something close to it. Although determination was probably more accurate.

She stopped. Claws scraped the dirt as she tested the ground. This was it. This was where she would choose to fight Recluse. One final look as her companions took up position on either side of her, and she threw her head back in the loudest, strongest howl she could manage. Today, she would fight for her right to be free.

Medusa vs Recluse for Freedom!
Round: 0/?

"Medusa"

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Recluse [Freedom Challenge]

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