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RuIerr rolled 5 6-sided dice:
6, 5, 6, 2, 5
Total: 24 (5-30)
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 Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2018 1:20 pm
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Deep breaths. That's right, deep breaths.
Nerves wracked her system as she stood before who she already knew as Azzan, one of the pride's Claws. She knew she would have to face a duel at some point, but that didn't mean it needed to be him. Not the first time around. But honestly, it was nice of him to entertain her the idea of a duel. Although, she supposed that was a large part of the pride: strength of body and claw.
Zawadi stepped forward, bowing her head. "My name is Kayitz, and uh... thank you for doing this," she said sheepishly, still gaining her footing on being within a pride. It was a refreshing and wonderful feeling, knowing that the lions around her were in some way hers. Even the daunting one that stood before her. She took a moment to steady her breathing, then stated, "Whenever you want to, ah... just let me know?" She laughed, realizing how awkward she sounded. Idly, she hoped she was likable enough to make up for it.
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Felyn rolled 5 6-sided dice:
2, 6, 2, 4, 5
Total: 19 (5-30)
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2018 4:16 pm
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It was a strange feeling. After so long alone, Azzan was watching the lonely lands now crawling with faces, new and old alike. He had relinquished his right to bossing around Chau weeks ago and now, it seemed, everything would be back to business as usual.
Chau was a little right, though. He was having just the tiniest difficult re-acquainting himself with the idea of an entire pride. Baby steps, he supposed.
"Well, Kayitz, you have to start somewhere." He didn't seem unpleasant by any means but his facade was the usual - gruff and stoic. "I am Azzan, Scion of Taka, Claw of the Ukuhlwa'Izwe. Let's see what you're made of, shall we?"
By the end of his words he had dropped lower to the ground, haunches high and eyes watching her. It seemed almost unfair to strike at a girl so unprepared for battle but she would learn if she meant to stay. In a flash he pounced forward with his claws unsheathed, aiming for a strike at her shoulder.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2018 5:57 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2018 5:43 pm
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Perhaps it was just her uncertainty that through him, unable to read how she intended to respond before it was too late, but Azzan jolted at the sight of her paw suddenly and was caught, instead, hard across the face by an unexpected swipe as he turned to protect his belly. He would have liked to claim that it smarted more than it actually hurt but she had done a fine job of catching her claws near the sensitive skin of his eyes. He winced, thankful she hadn't actually been aiming that well or it could have been so much worse.
Despite it, though, he laughed a little under his breath.
"You are surprising, Unbranded," his words were amused which was a feat for him - he rarely spoke, let alone with humor.
He twisted to face her then and brought his paw around with the motion, swiping at her legs to test her balance and footing.
Ruler of Everything Well lucky for her, she gets a promotion! XD
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2018 5:15 am
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Zawadi was glad to see feel her paw connect with Azzan's face, although she hoped briefly that it didn't hurt too badly. That hope was fleeting, however, as the lioness felt the adrenaline pumping through her body. No wonder duels were so popular; they were such a rush.
"Hopefully not Unbranded for too much longer," she said with a laugh. It was a huge hope - and would go a long way in proving herself within the pride - but humor was always a great way to defuse a situation - although she wasn't quite sure this counted as a "situation." Humor was just fun.
She didn't have much time to think before Azzan brought his paws around, swiping at her legs. The male caught her front legs, causing her to crash down hard. "Oof," she said, feeling a bit dizzy as she worked to get up. Silly her, losing herself in her thoughts long enough to forget she was mid-battle. Steadying on her feet, Zawadi leapt forward, towards Azzan, claws aiming for his back.
Felyn We'll celebrate when all's said and done. xD |
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2018 5:55 am
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Success! The blow landed, and Zawadi felt her claws since into his back briefly before she felt his own paw slam into her breast, immediately throwing her to the ground. Scrambling, she got to her feet, huffing a bit from the impact.
She shook her head a bit, unsure whether or not she could hear a ringing in her ears. Deciding to ignore it, she reared up and struck out once more, this time aiming for Azzan's neck. It felt brutal, but the duel was almost over, she believed. Just one or two last moves to prove herself and hopefully eek out a win. If not, she faced doing this again in several moons - attempting to move out of the Unbranded title. If she won, then she could keep dueling - anyone in the pride who would entertain it of her. Growling as she reached out, Zawadi felt more eager than ever to pull out a win.
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2018 8:32 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2018 9:15 am
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Zawadi hadn't realized thats she'd been winning. Perhaps she hadn't been until that last blow, which seemed to have weakened Azzan's entire stance. Her vigor caught him off-guard, detracting from his ability to recover and protect from any next attack.
When Azzan rolled over to his side and threw up his claws, Zawadi stood down, smiling. "What once was Unbranded may be no longer," she said with a grin, padding over to him and bowing her head a bit. "I'm going to go ahead and assume that's a win for me," she chuckled. Adrenaline pulsing through her veins covered the feeling of any soreness already in her muscles and bones, pain that she would feel later once the rush of the duel died down. "Thank you again for the duel," Zawadi stated, feeling pride course through her. Although she didn't want to let it get to her head, the lioness was already dreaming of her next fight.
Felyn Sounds perfect to me! Fin on my end :3 |
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2018 10:08 am
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The older Claw was annoyed, of course, but also amused beneath all of his old, grumpy demeanor. As she claimed her victory and bowed her head, he couldn't keep the scowl off of his face. Damned new bloods and their luck.
Yet he could already feel his strength slowly returning and that was enough to encourage him to give her a very small, snort of a laugh.
"Ahh, you're welcome," he gruffed finally and pushed himself to his feet. He felt older than he was, disheveled and covered in sand and new welts, at least one of which he was sure would be a small scar. What stung now would be a badge later.
"It was a good fight."
With a dip of his head in return, he excused himself, keen on finding his way to a nice watering hole where he might soak his stinging skin.
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