sea of blood [SPAR]
07-03-2014, 05:52 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-03-2014, 05:53 PM by Mirabelle.)
Mira stood in the middle of the plains adjacent to the lake, tense with nervousness and anticipation. A duel. Spar, rather. Her first ever. It scared her, were she to be honest. What if she accidentally hurt Motif seriously? Motif was good, but still only a yearling. She was only two, but trained in the arts of killing. Of death. She turned away from that... but what if her instincts took over? What if she lost control and the perfect father's girl side decided to come out? It wouldn't be play anymore. Only a massacre. The very thought of that scared her. She didn't want to hurt the younger femme. She felt... well... she would feel terrible. Bass wouldn't have needed to drive her out; she would have left on her own. Shaking her head, hoping to clear it of such pessimistic thoughts, she lifted her head to stare at the lake. It was just a shiny smudge where she was, but it's smooth reflective surface calmed her. Perhaps it was the thought of swimming, something she'd always enjoyed. Either way, she was waiting patiently for her sparring partner to come. And all the while praying that her fears wouldn't happen. She's had training - proper training - since then. It shouldn't happen. Shouldn't being the key word. ?speech? |
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