Adding Injury to Insult

*Tsunami* · Updated 04/30/23:

Tsunami should have probably been back in the pack lands, their borders were being attacked after all but she had passed by the fighting enough to see that as far as she could see it was well in hand and as far as she could tell it wasn't like anyone would really notice she was missing... After all that wasn't exactly new for her. Where had it all gone wrong? Tsunami wasn't sure, she'd joined Hattori with so much hope, so much belief that she might finally get to carve out a space for herself... But well, she didn't really belong here did she? It was mostly the Kaicho's family and those that weren't originally... Well they were now... Except for her. She was the odd one out and as time had gone on she'd felt herself drifting further from the rest of the pack, some part of it had been intentional she would have to admit that, it had been some hope that someone, anyone would notice. But once again she was forced to face the truth: No one would ever care about her. She supposed she ought to be grateful that Kimuy had yet to abandon her, trotting at her flank even now.

So no, as far as she was concerned Tojo did not need her, and so she didn't need to be there right now. That thought alone drove her to leave the pack lands. She didn't want further reminders of it all, the sounds of fighting would echo regardless of where she was in the pack. So she walked. The sea salt scent of the attackers still hung heavy in the air though... And something else, something deeper... Something dreadfully familiar. Tsunami's nostril's flared, her eyes quickly scanning as her heart started to pick up, beating against her chest in the first rise of panic.

There! She spotted a shape, a familiar red tone picking it's way across the landscape. The fear that flooded through her, the pumping of adrenaline in her ears, the rush of endorphins, all of it masked the obvious truths of the situation, this was not her cousin. Not unless he'd gotten much younger, and much less overwhelmingly red. But it didn't matter she was already charging across the distance, her instincts yelling at her that she had to strike first before he got a chance to overwhelm her ever again. So it was that Tsunami found herself charging down at the yearling, seeing his father in him, though she could not know that for sure. She lowered her head, ears flattening to her skull as she attempted to ram her her head into his right shoulder, maybe if she was lucky she would knock him off his paws. With her head lowered she would also try to grab hold of his right foreleg, there was a ferocity in herself she hadn't tapped into much before but now it was screaming at her. She had to defend herself, that was all it yelled!

Tsunami vs Aresenn for Minor Maim - Right Foreleg scarring
Round 1/?
Age: 1+
Size: Small
Build: Light
Defensive Battle Accessory: Walrus tusk spiked back armor
Companion 1: Mini peary caribou, Female - Battle
Skills: Beginner Intellectual & Expert Fighter

"Speech"

Art by Zinderell

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