Biru

Both Biru and Annabelle are deep asleep, tuckered out from the days previous where a disgusting bird had tried to take them down. That fight was much simpler than what was to come, that was certain.

A quaking feeling dragged the two out of a deep sleep. Annabelle was the first to awaken, quickly bleating for her bonded to stand. As his bloody eyes open, he is greeted with quite a sight. They are both inside of a large ship; waves can be heard crashing against the wooden bow. The boat groans at the weight of the water, they aren’t tsunamis, but the waves are enough to cause the boat great discomfort.

Biru clambers to his feet, finding the wooden ground to be a less than desired fighting arena. Was this some sick joke? Because they were no doubt brought here by the forces that run this little competition. If this was only the second round… oh god. Annabelle squeaked in fear, this competition was becoming much more dire than they had anticipated.

The two glanced at each other, noticing they were still in costume. Biru still had his little felt jacket that hugged his chest, and ended halfway down his back. Two little holes allowed his front legs to fit through. Even his menacing red smile was still plastered on his face. Biru was still a joker, and Annabelle was still Poison Ivy. Her body covered in green, and her neck and butt covered in red for her “hair”. However, they weren’t the only ones on this godforsaken ship; in fact, there were two more. One was the most feminine little stallion Biru had ever seen. Upon his head he wore a little silver circlet with a little veil. Biru feigned a laugh, while Annabelle bellowed out in laughter, but she did not stick around.

Annabelle bolted to a far corner of the ship, slinking into a shadow to save herself. She sent an image of what she had seen to her bonded, a curved sword. In no time, Biru saw what Annabelle had warned him about. A human holding a cutlass, was after both him and the princess groom.

However, the human killer isn’t as close as this princess is. Boy-girl bounds forward, reaching for Biru’s left shoulder. Biru braces himself, too confused by his just-awakened brain to process exactly what is going on, so when Princess hits, he hits hard.

Princess had feigned toward his shoulder, and Biru could not defend himself from this attack to his flank. Biru tries to move right, but Caneo’s white horn rakes up his left flank, leaving a four-inch long shallow cut. Luckily, it does not bleed. Annabelle, who had remained quiet for most of this, finally calls out, trying to warn Biru that Caneo is not done. From the corner of his eye, Biru can see Caneo attempt to move further back. Biru decided he wasn’t going to stick around to find out what he was going to do.

Alas, he still is to slow. He attempts to move forward, but Caneo’s hooves land squarely on the wound given by his horn. Biru grunts, feeling electricity circulate around the left side of his barrel. It would make turning feel like shit no doubt. Feeling Biru succumbing to Caneo’s attack, Annabelle decides it is time she steps in. Summoning her newfound magic, she tries to bring up her dark smoke around Caneo. She had seen it confuse others, so she hoped this would give Biru a chance.

Taking her cue, Biru turns to his right to circle around. He can feel the wound opening as his muscles stretch to aid in this turn. It feels like pins are being stuck in his side, but he cannot hesitate. Hopefully facing Caeno’s rear, Biru begins to move forward. However, the quaking of the ship is not easy to ignore. As he lowers his horn to attack, his body stumbles to the right from the force of waves from the left. So, instead of aiming to poke straight at Caneo’s ass, Biru’s horn is positioned now to poke and scrape at Caneo’s right quarter. When Biru thinks he is close enough, he pulls his head up, trying to scrap him too.

Biru, after trying to stab him with his horn attempted to move to Caneo’s right, and as the waves came from the right, tried to thrust Caneo to the left. Hopefully, the extra force with the waves would push him over. Annabelle bleated in encouragement, but continually sent him images of the human who was approaching quickly. This human seemed to be out for blood.

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[Summary: Biru is the Joker and Annabelle is Poison Ivy! Biru attempted to circle around and scrape up Caneo's right quarter, and then tried to push Caneo to the left. While Biru was turning Annabelle used her dark mist ability.]

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