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    Tarde froze in front of Jesse, finding his detached peg paw and rearranging it back on his hind leg before trying to regain himself. He saw only blood in front of him as he looked at the horde, his muscles screaming at him to do something.

    Ekko wrote:


    Tarde stopped near his friend's face, breathing hard and balancing precariously before jumping at Aleera to bowl her over now.


    Read this and forgot to reply O-O
    Sorry!!


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    Aleera yelped, falling over with Tarde on top of her.
    She lashed out at his face with her dagger, hardly caring as to what happened. She just wanted to inflict some kind of injury on the thing.

    OOC: It's ok. :)


    IC: Tarde tried to hold her down with all the pressure he could on her chest, closing his eyes as her dagger lashed across his muzzle, drawing a few drops of blood.

    Cyl bit her lip at the noise from outside, and dipped her head to Lord Rowan.
    She grabbed her bow.
    "I think it's too late. A fight's already started." And with that, the hare dashed outside.


    Slimy gritted his teeth, yanking the weapon out of the ground.
    "You don't deserve this mountain!" The ferret shouted, aiming to jab the weasel's chest.


    Aleera grimaced.
    "Get off!" She shouted, trying to draw more blood.

    Tarde winced and tried to dig his claws into Aleera's chest, using his peg paws to secure himself and keep her down. He felt the dagger score across his cheek, deeper than it had across his muzzle, but he ignored it for the most part. He knew it was only minor.

    Khaz reached out to grab the ferret's wrist, holding the dagger away from him.
    He raised a brow.
    "Oh, really? Traitor!!" The weasel snarled, aiming to stab the ferret with the sword he held in his free paw.

    Slimy swerved to the side but fell back almost instantly, his eyes clouding over.
    The ferret clutched his neck.
    Why?


    Aleera grinned psychotically, watching blood ooze around Tarde's claws.
    "Hm, do you remember me from the past battle? Fun fact! I took the half of your friend Scartooth's tail, it wasn't just some random hordebeast like he's told everyone." She turned her head.
    "Oh, Khaz killed Slimy. Good go!!"


    Fabio's eyes widened in horror.
    No!!

    "I don't care. I only care about putting an end to it." Tarde snapped feebly, his voice weak compared to what he wished he sounded like. He tried using one free forepaw to grab the dagger from Aleera.

    Aleera grinned.
    "Oh, you don't want this," she said. "But, if you really want it, here. Have it."
    The marten cooed, jabbing the thing upward toward Tarde's face to try temporarily blinding him, or making him get off at that.

    Izzy winced, grabbing Fabio's paw and rushing up to her brother.
    "Aw, no..... Slimy..."


    Khaz stood up and dusted his cloak off. The weasel's eyes seemed to shine brighter.

    Tarde finally toppled off, narrowly avoiding her dagger doing anymore damage to his face. He didn't waste his time and tried to rip away the dagger from her paws, determination in his eyes.

    OOC: I apparently can't resist making more background characters...


    IC:
    Aleera stood up.
    She stared at her dagger for a moment before nodding at the fox Redclaw.
    "Catch!"
    The marten shouted, tossing the weapon to the silvery fox.


    Fabio sniffled. He tightened his grip on Izzy's paw.

    (OOC: Sorry, I was having some technology issues last night and this morning :( )


    After putting on his chain-mail armor, Rowan again shouldered his axe. As he walked into the Great Hall to the others, he called out, "Let's head out!" He didn't want to leave the others alone with horde any longer than they had too. The muscular badger lord lead the way through the halls, his strides quick, his paw tightly gripping his battle axe. Before he even reached the door, he was able to pick up on the familiar sounds of battle. "I'm sorry, Cynthia," he said aloud, regret lacing his tone, "But it seems that this Khaz fellow cannot be reasoned with." With a low growl, Lord Rowan stepped outside, his gaze hardening when he saw blood and fighting. "Eulalia!" He thundered as he joined the battle.


    Ivy picked up her pace when she heard fighting. Where the others alright? Fear and concern for her brother and new friends gripped her as she followed Lord Rowan out into the fight. Hearing the familiar war cry of the Badger Lord, she added her voice to his as she notched an arrow.

    Ekko wrote:


    Tarde thumped his peg paws and put his head down to ram into Aleera headfirst, wanting to drain out everything around him and be with Matilda again.


    Aleera snarled and sidestepped at the last minute, hoping to send Tarde into the dagger Redclaw held out.

    Tarde yelped like a dibbun, holding back a shriek when he felt the dagger go into his shoulder, just barely missing his chest. He yanked himself backwards, clenching his teeth and kicking his peg paws out to try kicking Aleera in the stomach. The pain worsened when he did that.