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04-15-2015, 08:31 PM
 if you don't have a weapon you can't have mine It was no surprise to Ktulu that her attempted kick at Talion was for naught because she could not put the weight on her foreleg that she needed to be able to put the strength into her kick. She wished, however, that she could because nothing would have been more satisfying at that moment, when he spat her hair out, than to loosen a few of his teeth. As her hind hooves hit the ground again stumbled, but forced herself to keep moving even though she no longer heard the sound of his hooves behind her. "Eytan? Are you okay?" Ktulu prodded at her companion, who had fallen silent after repeatedly shouting at her to move. 'Okay. Tried kick me but miss.' "Stay out of the way." She instructed the bear, deciding that she would rather take the stallion on without his help than risk him taking a kick that would debilitate or even kill him. She'd already lost a large chunk of her heart with her son's death, she could not live through losing part of her soul if Eytan fell in battle. "I will end you, I will crush everything you hold dear. Mark my words!” Talion's threats of violence, of ending her and crushing everything she held dear only fueled the fire in Ktulu's heart. If he was going to hurt the ones that she had left then she would have to kill him to keep him from doing so. The choice was simple and easy for her to make. To protect everything and everyone she loved and held dear she would confront and eliminate anyone and anything that posed a threat. Perhaps Talion felt the same way, but if that were the case it would come down to who had more passion and more drive. She would be willing to fight to the death, to sacrifice her body, mind, and spirit for her family. Would he? The change her body went through as it shifted into that of a bear was always painful to an extent as certain bones lengthened and others shortened. This, however, she viewed as a necessary evil to be able to use the gift that the ancient bear had bestowed upon her at his death. In that form she felt connected to him, felt as though his strength and power coursed through her veins and if she could use it she was confident that she would be the one walking away the victor, that she would use Talion's blood to water grass in the Hidden Falls. Their bodies clashed and her claws slashed the right side of his body stretching from his withers toward his shoulder. Honestly, she would have loved to have slashed his jugular and bled him like a pig, but at least she'd hit him. It was more than she could say for Talion and his failed attempt at grabbing onto her and slamming his knees into her. She slipped past him easily enough, her body shifting back into its normal form. "How can you end what you can't even hit?" She taunted as she pivoted to the right, her horn aimed and ready to spill more of his blood. She was counting on the rage that had built within him over the course of their fight to make him throw his well being and sense of self preservation to the wind and engage her in one final attack. "." ooc:// 3/3 Word Count: 570 SUMMARY: Talion's kick at Eytan misses and Ktulu tells him to stay out of the rest of the fight. After she claws Talion's neck she slips past him and shifts into her normal form. His attempt at grabbing her right side misses and she pivots to the right, aims her horn at him, and tries to stab him again.  |
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