Exhaustion, agony, emotions. A state she should not be in while fighting someone who probably very much wanted to end her existence. Yet this fight was something that she had signed up to with the intention of finishing, she would not stop now. The last invasion she had failed her family, guilt was something to felt once you had finished obliterating your opponent, she would not make the same mistake twice.
Above a battle still raged against their two feather companions, the Roc thrust his skull upwards, his beak sinking into Wynter's tender flesh. The snowy griffin screamed, in a desperate attempt to get away from the Roc she released him and spiralled upwards towards the sky. "Wynter!" The silver doe yelled for her companion, for her beloved. They had been bonded for so long now, the fae princess did not know what she would do without the griffin. A single call came from her bonded, letting her know that she was alright. Arah however was not. Her injuries had steadily become more unbearable as the battle had waged, her bite wounds had now soaked the surrounding fur red. Pain continued to ripple along her stomach.

They all hurt too much, it this battle was so close to reaching it's end. It was time to let the gods decide their fate.

Charging towards her target the doe lost a personal war against the tears that had flooded her eyes, they began to blur her vision, causing a few sobs to escape through her chops. Suddenly Africa swung around to the right, the movement catching Arah off guard. She had't expected the mare to shake the final grips of her magic so quickly. While Arah's head remained tucked she hardly noticed Africa’s skull being hurled rapidly, however she did notice the mare's forequarters lift. Suddenly the doe doubted her choice, but it only lasted for a mere second, she had no time left to change her attack. In the same moment Africa was propelled upwards, above her antlers...above her attack. The worst of her attack had been avoided, however one of her antler's prongs ripped a new path along Africa's flesh. The exposed undercarriage had taken more damage than what Arah had expected, the skin soft and tender.

At the mare's scream Arah knew that she had done her final duty to The Basin. Not only had she battered this mare, destroyed her wing and beaten her until she was battered and bloody, she'd caused emotional pain. Behind her the doe heard the sounds of hooves falling heavily against the wet earth. Unable to move because of the sheer exhaustion Arah remained where she was, a few feet away from her opponent. She had counted Africa out of the fight too soon. The mare launched a backwards assault, her hooves pounding Arah's rump causing the doe to stumble forwards and nearly fall into the earth. A moan of agony was exhaled through her mouth while a few sharp intakes of breaths revealed just how much pain Arah was in. The fight was over.

She hated it here.
She hated The Falls.
She hated this battle.

That's when it happened.
One minute the doe was recovering from Africa's final assault and the next she watched the Roc carrying away another creature...one that could only be her opponent. Arah now let the tears fall freely down her cheeks as she turned back to the battle that still continued around them. "Forgive me." The defenders fell one by one and by the time the morning sun rose Arah was quite sure a new King and Queen would lead this land and it's inhabitants.

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Notes: Thank you for a most awesome fight Riv!
If it's not too much trouble, could I also please request a rubric?