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Maki had been minding her business one moment and was being bowled over the next. The air was walloped from her lungs, her legs going turtle stiff as she fell, landing on her side with a thick layer of northern snow to cushion her fall. She'd let out an undignified yelp as she'd been pushed aside, not very heroine of her and Maki couldn't help but feel a rush of embarrassment at that. She was even taller than the lady, from what she could see through mismatched squinting, so it wasn't fair really. No thoughts, head empty, and acting out on childish impulse, Maki bum rushed the lady, thinking it was only fair she pushed her back.

Vengeance would be hers, oh wait that sounded kinda cool, she'd need to remember that for later.

Despite coming from a long line of very capable warriors, Maki didn't really know what she was doing. At all. In her mind she was able to conjure images of thrilling fight scenes, wolves doing backflips, dodging effortlessly as they traded blows. A blade would slice the cheek of one of the wolves, revealing a thin trickle of blood that they would acknowledge briefly, tongue flitting out as they licked it away, smugness still shining in their eyes.

Bonk. Another hail ball hit her on the head as she- well her charge wasn't even nearly half as dramatic as she'd imagined, she was more stumbling towards her opponent. Had gotten distracted, clearly. So distracted she didn't really notice the crystally newcomer till he was just a blur in the corner of her eye. One she promptly said hi to, before ramming-accidentally at this point- headfirst into the lady.