A Little Practice

Ellara's tall form emerged from the misty shadows of Brimstone Lake, her fur a bit damp while her keen eyes surveyed the chaos of Dusk valiantly fighting against the spiders. The sight of a midnight fae wielding her weapon with deadly precision spurred Ellara into action.

"Halia, Eos, to me!" she called to her owls, their dark forms swiftly taking to the sky. With a series of sharp commands, she directed them to dive and strike, their talons and beaks finding arachnids in their grasp with each swoop.

Joining Dusk, Ellara's movements were a dance of agility and strength, she was tall but also light. Her bracers gleamed against the fading light of the sky as she swiped at the encroaching spiders, aiming for their legs and eyes to make sure they didn't get back up. A particularly large spider lunged at her, but she sidestepped, slashing at it's abdomen with a precise strike.

"Yuck," she said, shaking her leg of the spider's insides. Something inside her wanted to scream from the reality of her current situation, but she kept her resolve. "We can clear them out together!" She called out to the midnight fae, her paws quick to keep her moving away from the swarm. Her owls were quick to dive if a spider ventured too close, their coordinated attacks disturbing the swarm's advance. Perhaps a bit too trusting, she moved towards the fae as the spiders enclosed around them from all sides. Their combined efforts kept a circle clear around them as Ellara kept her back to the fae, and her front snapping and slashing at each spider that came her way.