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She'd been frozen in fear, so much so that she hardly noticed when Alysanne stepped in front of her. The island itself is littered with a cacophony of sounds; the shouts, the rumbles, the grunts and groans and cries but perhaps the most distinct of all is the sound of flesh, hooves, and horns pounding and piercing flesh. Overhead, the sounds of many great wings flapping and once, very faintly, she hears a snap. A sound that she couldn't begin to understand at just a year of age but as her eyes scan the battlefield once more, she sees the pale filly in a heap and once again she's quickly surrounded by bodies. Still, she can't move. Not until she sees the hot tar splatter up towards them... and straight into her mother's wings.

"MOMMA!" she shouts, her voice unhindered by any need or desire to be seen a certain way. In that instant, fear shifts almost instantaneously into anger. Her young face set with determination, the usually vibrant teal of her eyes darkens and her eyelids narrow slightly. The girl is smoldering and boy is she pissed. The extent of her mother's injuries doesn't even matter. What matters is that the black tar came from that damned tiger and it hurt. her. mother. Her jaw clenches and with a few hard thrusts, she launches herself into the air leaving behind her patch of passionflowers to slowly wilt and die.

Once in the air, the girl manages to hover for several more moments. Every ounce of her wanted to just leap into the fray and allow the anger to override everything - including her better judgment. She holds back, perhaps because of her mother's presence or perhaps for another reason entirely. Whatever the reasons are, they mean little to nothing to the girl in that moment. What matters is carefully watching the battle unfold, biding her time for the perfect opening. Naerys is nothing if not careful and that certainly applies here. She watched as her aunt landed her hit on the tiger's spine and though her heart leapt with excitement and pride, she kept quiet. Naerys didn't want to be a distraction, didn't want to throw her aunt off balance and end up injured.

And that's when she sees her opening. In all the commotion below, she found herself a gap over the beasts spine. The girl descends with a fierce determination, angling her wings for a swift descent and aiming her hooves out in front of her. Naerys aims to smash her hooves into the tiger's back. She didn't have time to wish or hope for the success she desires. She doesn't have time to worry about how her mother or aunt might react. She could deal with the consequences later, assuming she made it out of this fight alive.