Hahahaha AGAIN

Elysia’s faith in her own battle prowess had been shaken since she first arrived here. She’d lost every fight she’d participated in so far. And it was hard to shake the dark cloud that loomed over her head because of it. Tensions were high in the syndicate. And she knew sooner or later sephrian would wish to lay claim to a territory. And that meant she needed her confidence back.

So when the call came, she followed it like a beacon to her hopeful saving grace. She needed to win. As paws carried her towards the challenger, purple and blue eyes scanned the terrain for any unexpected challengers other than herself.

Rolling her shoulders back, her head held high she pushed closer to the red frame she assumed had let out the summons. He almost reminded her of Aresenn with his red furs. Unique. She noted his size. He was larger than her but he seemed to be younger than her.

This would either bring her victory or an even worse shame. “I’m here to accept your challenge” she called out. Her voice was cool and calm as her eyes studied him more.


"Ely & Ezekiel"