Battle to the death

Kite tilted her head at the sound of pawsteps across autumn leaves. As the sound got steadily closer she adopted a clumsy fighting stance. Throwing her feet haphazardly to the ground a little spread out. That was supposed to help with balance, right? As she bunched her neck and angled her head in what she assumed was the right direction, a voice spoke out. She knew that voice. That was Halo’s ward, wasn’t it?

“Hey Hazel” She said. If her voice was a little grumpy, there wasn’t much she could do about it. Lately, more often than not, her mood was a sour one. The world was just a little but too unfair. “Do you want to.. Spar, instead?” She suggested as Hazel offered to take her on patrol. She waited for the other wolf to deny her. There weren’t many wolves willing to spar with a pup who spent most of their life blind. The sun was fading, but not fast enough. If she sparred now, she would be doing so with her blindfold on. But that was something she needed to do more of, right? Even Azure had said it. That if she didn’t fight with her handicap then she was useless anyway. Or something like that. He was always saying mean things to her.

WC: 222
Total: 733


"Kyanite Fatalis"