bloodstream | sparring

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    She wasn't safe, not with Odysseus roaming around the swamp unrestrained. He was a murder, a cannibal, and she was the only one aware of his dark little secret. How long before he decided that her knowledge on the matter was too risky? How long before he made an effort to remove her from Boneclan before she could remove him? These were the thoughts she hated considering. Pursing her lips in hesitance, the white lioness would awkwardly clear her throat. "Would anyone like to spar with me?" It had been a long time for her, she needed the practice. She wanted to be prepared for the worst, just in case. She wasn't just a failed healer, she could do things, .. or at least she hoped.


    [for plot reasons, please beat her up haha]


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    ren's notes

    ONE DAY THEY WILL BUILD EMPIRES FOR ME

    while renaissance wanted to be prepared for the worse, neuhaus just wanted to be better. the promotion he received was already a huge step, but he still only held the skills of a young bear cub. sure, he could fish and hunt pretty well, and his size alone might be intimidating to some, but he needed to learn to fight. he needed to be the best he could be, and sparring with renaissance could provide that. the skull quickly moves towards his clan mate, rolling his shoulders as he comes to a stop. "i'll take you on," he challenges, puffing out his chest. there was nothing to be arrogant about - he was actually rather sure that renaissance could and would kick his ass - but a little confidence never hurt anyone.

    "speech"

    Her foggy eyes would land upon the familiar cub, leathery lips immediately pursing together. She was gonna spar with.. Ari's child? The notion felt unsettling, her stomach churning with nerves as she shifted the weight above her paws thoughtfully. Neu was just a cub, surely she could knock the youngster down a few times .. right? Still, he was a burly bear and the son of her best friend. Fighting him, even just in sport, it didn't feel right. Nonetheless, he was eager to assist in her journey and it wasn't like anyone else stepped forth to accept the challenge. It was practice, that was it. If she was gonna fend off Odysseus and his murderous claws one day soon, she better hope to win against the child.


    Exhaling a deep breath of stressed thoughts, the former Bonesaw would allow the faintest of grin's to stretch along her features. "Alright, Neu. We both need the training." Unfortunately, she probably lacked more capability than him. It had been years since her last real battle and her eyesight just progressively got worse and worse. Would she even be able to see the attacks well enough to react? She supposed she was about to find out. Lunging forward, Renaissance aimed to knock the bear over by barreling into him with her side.


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    ONE DAY THEY WILL BUILD EMPIRES FOR ME

    neuhaus wouldn't understand renaissance's hesitation and sparring him. personally, if the roles were reversed, he'd have no qualms with taking anyone on. then again, that could be the side of him that wanted to prove himself talking, rather than the rational and logical section of his brain. the bear cub retains his challenging stare as he waits for the older's response.


    he finally allows for a pleased smile to paint his maw when she gives in, and he steps back to ready himself. "don't go easy," he commands, rolling his shoulders. he's preparing to draw his sword when renaissance comes barreling towards him. surprise colours his features, but he quickly returns to focus. the force of the impact sends him reeling, and it's a miracle he manages to keep his footing. with the distance now between, neuhaus thinks it's high time to draw his weapon.


    the blade remains safely within the sheath, and the cub grasps the entire thing firmly in his jaws. it's an odd sight, seeing a bear preparing to fight with such a large weapon, but he doubts renaissance can see the scene for herself. using that to his advantage, the skull takes running steps forward, attempting to swing his head to the side and hit the lioness with what would usually be a bloody blow if the sword had been drawn.

    "speech"

    JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES —

    Uh oh, was he already missing the show? Hurrying up to the scene, Odysseus concluded that the others had only just began their sparring match. Of course, he didn't want to watch Ren get killed-- after all, the clan was already low on members and they weren't getting many more anytime soon. But, watching her get her ass kicked by a bear of all creatures would be a solid substitute. There was always the chance, however, that Renaissance would in fact win this match. But given her size and clear lack of concentration, it didn't seem likely. It was a shame her awful eyesight got in the way of fights like these, but she should have learned to adapt much earlier. There were a million other ways to perceive the world. "I'll watch, if you two don't mind. Careful Ren, don't get too scraped up." He jokes, snickering as he takes a seat. After all, he wanted her good looks to survive the fight, and he didn't mind a bit of eye candy during the battle. Sure, they were enemies, but perhaps there was something alluring about that.


    "speaks in green"