[DUEL] No Special Treatment (Vígdís x Ernaline)

[In Good Faith]

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Vígdís' noticed her muscles were just starting to become less sore this morning. Her ego, however, was still very much on the mend. As the daughter of the first lioness captain, you'd think she'd have gotten her a** kicked a little less from Maya. A small inner voice reminded her that the woman was part god after all and that did something to lift her spirits. A little.

She'd laid on her pallet last night and resolved that today she would throw herself back into the ring. Wallowing in self pity was never going to get her far and she knew it. Today was a new day and she would find a new challenger, and hopefully this time won't look anything like that last.

Vígdís rolled her shoulders as she walked, feeling the muscles protest somewhat but in a misused sort of feeling. They would be fine once she got her blood pumping a little more. She'd gotten to the heart of the pride now and watched those that passed her by, going about their business. Usually the market area was not going to be where she could pick a fight. Instead, she made her way to the outskirts of the hubbub hoping she'd come across training of some kind. Sending a quick prayer to the god of warriors, V began scanning the area for her next fight.  

[In Good Faith]

Well this was eerily easy. She felt the tug of indecision in her gut, her instincts trying to pull her away from any chance of her getting her a** kicked a second time and so soon after the first. But no. She'd already made the decision when she left her den this morning. She was going to throw everything she's got until she doesn't have anything left.

She kept her expression neutral as she approached the female and nodded in assent. "It is a good day to die." Her voice was strong and solid, much to her surprise. It did to soothe her nerves and she flexed her muscles, testing the sore spots again. Her claws dug gently into the earth and the coolness centered her.

As she always did, Ví sent a silent pray to the god of warriors before letting her eyes settle back on the black lioness. Immediately she was immersed in the thickness of the air that screamed for a fight. She turned her body, beginning to circle. It was customary that the challenger of the duel were be the first to strike but in this circumstance, it was unclear who exactly that was.

Throwing caution to the wind, Ví took the liberty and charged--a snarl ripping its way out of her throat. She collied with the body of the lioness, her claws coming down and across, raking the body of the lioness. The snarl was cut off when her fangs latched onto the body, though it was unclear where exactly in the flurry of fur, and the claws keeping purchase with flesh. Rip, tear, rip, tear chanted in her mind, her instincts trembling with adrenaline.

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[In Good Faith]

Vígdís had inadvertently left her flank open to attack and therefore hindered her in her ability to respond in kind. A painful yowl escaped her and it was followed by a hiss of anger. Not so much anger at Ernaline, who was of course doing her best to beat Ví. It was instead the situation that they, the two lionesses, were placed in. You didn't see the males having to scout out others to fight repeatedly until they'd accumulated enough victories. The thought made her anger flare again, adding strength to her fire.

The lioness was good and landed another solid attack. She wouldn't be surprised that when she left here today her white coat would have patches of pink and red stains. Gaining her footing again, though, Ví was able to pivot and surge upward underneath the darker female. In doing so, she gained a temporary advantage in the soft underbelly.

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Hope you don't mind my speeding up the scoring a bit! The actual fighting bit is never my favorite part of the RP. . __. At this point, I view our moves have completed through:

Ví: 4, 2, 4
Ern: 4, 4

 

[In Good Faith]

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Vígdís was knocked to her back, losing a lot of the air she managed to have in her lungs. Breath was coming harder at this point and she realized she wasn't going to win this fight today, either. A twist of anger stabbed her in the stomach but she was learning to handle loses with good grace now a days... and not by choice, either.

With a half hearted shove against Ernaline, it was clear in her demeanor that she was conceding defeat. It had been a close match but Ernaline had just marginally out did the white lioness. She rolled to her feet then, and spat on the ground away from the lioness. "Congratulations. You did well." She offered it stiffly but genuinely she was impressed with her opponent. She would like to say she learned a thing or to that she could put to use in the future.