The sun was shining as brilliantly as it ever did on most days. Soaking up its warmth was the young Carpathian Princess. Stretched out in the grass that lay smushed beneath her, she dozed peacefully. Her fisher, Berry, lay upon her chest and her raven, Bristle, soared and tumbled in the cool ocean breeze above them. Everything was perfect. She had completed her training for the day and had the rest of the afternoon to relax. Nearly into a deep sleep, the patter of paws caused her ears to twitch. Staying still, for now, Bramble barely opens a teal eye as the thumping of paws draws nearer. Waiting now with bated breath as the ruckus of squeals draws close, she is surprised when a hare leaps over her with two coyotes right on its tail. The chasing duo barely notices the growing girl as she rolls onto her side and sends Berry sprawling in the dirt. She offers an apologetic glance to her friend and a sheepish smile before she is on her own paws and taking after the coyotes. No one would be chasing any bunnies on her watch! Quickly catching up to the pair with her long legs, Bramble snags one of the coyotes by the tail and flings him back. The other turns on her with angry snarls and raised hackles. Raising her own in response and flexing her cat-like claws, Bramble prepares herself for a tussle with the coyotes. fight a medium predator (Coyotes) - 1/3

They were on a self proposed patrol. The knights of the Hallows patrolled the lands of the Hallows to keep them all safe, didn't they? She was going to be a knight so she would help them! With Ginger trotting at her side and Hot Mama acting as eyes in the sky the girl felt confident. If anything happened the true knights would know in a heartbeat and she'd help hold the danger at bay. She could do this! The girl's gaze swept the plains, finding the quietness of the patrol almost… peaceful.

She and Ginger heard the squeals of the hare heartbeats before Hot Mama cried out to alert them of potential danger. Elowen didn't consider the size of the threat or anything. She kicked into a run, heading towards where her cousin is already tangling with the beasts. Hot Mama, true to her name, reaches them first and dive bombs towards them. The cardinal is not meant for battle, but her presence seeks to disrupt an attack and disorient.

Moments later Elowen came slamming into the second coyote who helped with surprise as the would-be knight smashed into its rump. Serrated fangs seek to grab and slice through flesh. She is aware of another Hallows member here about her age fighting too, but it wasn't the time to focus on that right now. They could take after the yotes were dealt with. Ginger had gone for a foreleg of the one El was attacking, leaving the other to Bramble and her companions.

Fight a medium predator (Coyotes) - 1/3

In recent scuffles with much larger creatures, Bristle would’ve flown off to go get help. Fortunately this time, the raven would be able to stay and help as another wolf came racing toward them. Focused on the one she had tossed, Bramble lunged with a paw outstretched. As she aimed to swipe the coyote across the face, Bristle went in for a dive bomb to the coyote’s tail. A loud yelp echoed into the air as her claws successfully came into contact with the coyote. Noting that her fighting friend was taking care of the other coyote, Bramble went back in to grab the coyote by a leg. fight a medium predator (coyotes) 2/3

The coyote that Elowen and her companion were dealing with snarled and bristled, fur standing on end as it tried to go for the canine that held its leg in her mouth. Ginger had none of it, dancing back and using distance to keep herself just out of biting range thanks to El being clamped on the coyote’s rear. It was in pain, yelping and snapping its jaws in frustration as teeth attempted to break down and continued to tear through flesh. At this point it was no longer a matter of trying to fight the bigger canine’s trying to get it. The coyote just wanted to get away. It started to thrash about, pushing against the ground as it tried to get away from Elowen and Ginger, both girls snarling as they did their best to hold onto their quarry. The fight seemed to be coming to a close, and a pair of coyotes were going to think twice before they dared try to come into the Hallows again!

------

Fight a medium predator (Coyotes) - 2/3

"Elowen Carpathius"

These coyotes would surely never come back to Hallows land after this! With one leg in her jaws, she claps down until blood pools around her lips. Even as the coyote’s own teeth come snapping at her face, she pulls away. The smaller canine is no match to her size and strength. Her companions continue to assist as well. Berry, her fisher, darts in to nip at the coyote’s other toes and Bristle is tugging at its tail. The coyote is angry but also scared and frantic. The way it thrashes, Bramble knows that her message is loud and clear. She is not a killer though so she lets the coyote release from her jaws but quickly knocks it over and presses a paw onto its shoulder. Standing over the canine, she gives it a look as she snarls the deepest she can. Bramble Carpathius

Like her cousin, Elowen follows a lighter path, and so while she wants to teach the coyote a lesson, and be firm on the fact that neither of them were welcome back here. She could feel it getting more and more frantic as it struggled against her and Ginger’s assault. But she was sure that it had learned its lesson by now. Releasing the creature from her hold, Elowen would watch as it stumbled to adjust to the awkward hold Ginger had on it for an extra moment. Her companion would follow her example, letting the coyote go. It would fall to the earth, panting and frightened, but Elowen wasn’t quite finished yet.

Just like Bramble she would pounce back on it, pinning the fearful creature to the ground. The smaller canine would cower and Elowen flicked her ears back with a small growl. “Don’t return here. This land belongs to the Hallows!” Then she would step back, officially releasing the coyote from her hold. The injured creature would scramble to its paws with several yelps being released from its maw it scrambled away from the Hallows, never to return. Elowen would then turn her attention towards Bramble, her gaze softening as she approached her. "I believe they got the message, don't you?"

"Elowen Carpathius"