hit me with your best

There was an itch in Kitsune’s coat thrumming just under her skin like electricity. She could feel it in her legs, in her back, zinging through her body. She wasn’t keen to go too far from home, but she found herself running, and she didn’t stop for some time. When her paws finally slowed, she was breathing quickly, and her limbs ached. She shook her head, feeling almost dazed as she looked about herself. Searching for some clue as to where she was, and how far she had come - before she realised what land lay in front of her. Had she come here on purpose? She would not challenge her Uncle for the throne. Not without her mothers blessing, and doubted the former Empress would give it to her.

She took a few slow steps forward, her nostrils working as she took in the scent of this land. Old blood and dust, with the hint of something fresher. A wolf? She scanned the field before her until her eyes alighted on the other. She did a double take as she noticed the four sets of eyes as they in turn found her. Four sets, and one face. One set blinked, and the other did not. Hmm… interesting. This wolf was not the strangest the fire fox had seen, but they were close.

She stepped closer, catching the scent of Armada, and Warlord. Her mothers closest allies. Would that change with Chimera? She couldn’t stop the many questions lingering at the forefront of her thoughts. She wished she could. Perhaps that was what she needed. A challenge, a distraction. Something other than anxiety running through her veins. “Greetings, Warrior of the Armada. May I have this fight?” The Ashen Princess asked with formal politeness as she inclined her head in a graceful dip towards them.

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