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Date Posted: 22:53:58 05/24/04 Mon
Author: Gerwyn
Subject: -Battle-
In reply to: Shula 's message, "(OOC Notice from Kitty) and then IC -Battle-" on 13:15:19 05/19/04 Wed

A lone tan swept towards Gerwyn, the late arrival, leaping over her head to spin in midair. Femme whirled, blocking the blade attack from behind with her own scarred blade. Gerwyn arched her tail towards the other in a counter attack, taking advantage of the tiny opening left by the attack of the other. He dodged swiftly sideways, though not quickly enough to completely avoid the deft blow. Blood poured from a crescent shaped wound on the enemy tan's side, a blow soon returned to Gerwyn though she escaped it's reach. They circled near the fringes of the battlefield, muscles flexing slowly as they strode 'round.

Who are you? Gerwyn thoughtspoke to her opponent, bowing her pate slightly with eyes trained on th other.

Dasrek.

He answered curtly, taking the intiative to move. Dasrek leapt onto Gerwyn back, an unexpected move, and sunk his claws into her pliant flesh. Lean femme shook with sudden pain, noting in some part of her mind, now fogged with pain, that he had not pierced her spine like the attack was obviously meant to do. She thrashed around like a Korat posessed, slamming into trees as she tried to extricate the Korat from her. Dasrek just sunk in deeper, his legs stained with her crimson blood. Gerwyn saw her chance, leaping to a low but thick branch, situated just beneath another thick branch. The leafy branch slammed into Dasrek's muzzle with a sickening crack, the Korat falling the short distance to the ground. Gerwyn watched her opponent, unmoving, before he stood.

Seafoam oculi darkened as he attacked again, the two trading blows as they used the trees each to his own advantage. Gerwyn's blade caught in the trunk of the tree after a miss, leaving her almost helpless as she ducked his blows, battered by his deadly blade. Her blade came loose from the rough bark with a popping sound as she spun to deliver a backwards blow to Dasrek's head with her heavy tail.

(OOC: Yes, I know, it has been forever. :( School is out now, so for the most part I'm free, besides band camp and AP/AICE tests)

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Meephle. -- Xenarsis, 14:48:41 05/25/04 Tue