Yeah, Megaera got the invitation and R.S.V.P.ed too.

She'd swayed easily enough under Ampere's prowess, which gave the Mother of Companions some smug satisfaction that she could still kick ass when she focused on it, but that achievement didn't last long when Meg returned the compliment. In a way that was a victory too, but it didn't feel like it in the moment.

It began with the utilization of the Megaera's companion. Ampere rather thought that was a dirty trick given her reputation and all.
Gwaihir came, a little bundle of feathery wrath (so Ampere took it to be) reaching out with razor sharp talons for Ampere's more sensitive features. Even if the little blue mare intended to retaliate, instinct alone drove her to duck her precious head away from the oncoming assault. Her neck bowed as her head dropped like a stone, tucking against her chest with such intensity some of her body rolled along with the momentum, shifting her some to the right. Gwaihir's claws managed to snag some of the dark strands from Ampere's mane, and a single blue one too, but aside from a nearly unnoticeable tug and his loud screeching, which in comparison to Kygo's usual was actually melodic, Ampere avoided the eagle.

Unfortunately that meant he served as the perfect distraction, leaving Ampere wide open for Megaera's rebuttal. It came, hard and swift; a set of two hind hooves glancing off Ampere's left shoulder and cracking like an echo against her wing joint.

Let's just say, sometimes a direct hit doesn't hurt as bad as a glancing one.
Let's just also say that if Ampere's face was precious, her wings were even more so.
Oh and one final statement, screaming doesn't really do it justice to describe the atrocious sound that came mewling our of Ampere's craw.

Combine the immense pain that comes with a full force attack slanting off a bony portion off your body, then landing against another bony, albeit weaker and much more vital part of your body, and you've got a great recipe for the greatest holy FUCKLOAD of pain imaginable. Immediately Ampere wheeled away from the sensation, her tucked head acting like a drive for her momentum as she hurled it up and to the right, further spinning around and away, while also scrambling on her legs to get back and shy to the side. She ended up doing a sort of weird shuffling crow hop that caused the rough desert terrain to jar her injured right side once more, but that was the least of her worries.

The wing wasn't broken, she'd later come to find out, but something doesn't need to break for it to be agony. All around her blue sparks of furious energy popped into existence, born of the dead matter mixed within the desert sand that was like an untapped well of power for most. Now Ampere had no intention of using those sparks, because she was certainly done by this point and had no intention of provoking the bay warrior any further.

After stringing out every set of curse words she knew and 'walking it off' as she paced down the desert, Ampere finally spun around to return her attention to Megaera. Who knew if the fucking Spear had already left, Ampere certainly didn't have the means to chase her or hold her back any more.

"You pack a punch," Ampere breathed, her teeth clenched around the pain that still radiated like a miniature sun was slowly burning away her meat and sinew. "Given our similarities, I can only hope I manage to deliver the same sometimes." An amused smirk founds its lopsided way onto Ampere's maw, lingering briefly before a wince chased it away.

"So it seems like you got your fire back finally. So what do you say, stay here and burn with all the rest of us in the desert? Use that light and all of ours to guide your daughter back home?"

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A: 4/4
D: 1/1
W: 672/800

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