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[Buras]

He heard her rushing him, so, he took a swing, and missed. Suddenly, there was a noise like thunder, and the light vanished. "We control the hunt." Buras heard. There, off to his right. Quickly, he swung his quarterstaff in the direction of the noise. He wasn't sure if he hit or not, but either way, when he got his staff in both hands again, he scrambled blindly backwards until he bumped int the cave's wall. There, he hunkered down, staff out front, ready to hit and kick if he had to. 'Come on Buras, think of something. You need light, but how to get it?' And he could only come up with one answer. He had to get to the mouth of the cave, and uncover it. Slowly, Buras creeps along the wall, body tensed, towards where he thinks the entrance was. He didn't want to think about what could happen if he went the wrong way. Being lost in a dark labrinth or in a zith's stomach were not high up on his to do list OOCBuras does not know if there are more zith or not. He isn't untrusting, just ignorant.

[Rend]

The smooth wood of Stealer's stick thuded hard against rends back, Her wings reflexively pulling in tight against her body as she dropped to the floor. Swiftly she scurried back away from him. She watched and listened as he crouched down against the wall as she pushed herself against the opposing one. Slowly Stealer started to inch across the wall, clearly headed for the impromptu wall that was keeping her darkness in place. She bared her teeth in a half contained hiss 'No, must keep the light out, have to keep him back'. Her eyes scanned the area swiftly before she snatched out on the floor, picking up a small stone. Her eyes fixed on him as she readied her arm to throw 'Wait, no. Send him deeper in'. Rend hurled the stone hard against the wall near Stealer, hoping to keep him still for a moment as she darted towards the crude barrier. Once in place she cooed to him "Coming deeper into my lair are you? I thought you weren't interested" She lifted her claws to scratch upon the wall 'That's it little rabbit, flee the wolf'

[Buras]

Suddenly, a rock crashed into the space next to his head. Buras flinched away, covering his face. Then, he heard Rend say, "Coming deeper into my lair are you? I thought you weren't interested." Panic clawed at the back of his mind, but he pushed it away, and swung at her voice. His quarterstaff rebounded, and he brought it back into both his hands. Saying with the calmest voice he could muster, which was a bit hard with her running claws down the wall, Buras says, "I ain't interested, but thanks for the offer." But Buras moves towards the sound of her voice, praying it was just a bluff. If he turned around, she would have the home field advantage, more so then what it already was. At least this way he knew where she might be, and he could guess at where she wasn't.

[Rend]

The heavy Clack of wood on stone made Rend throw herself to the ground, her plan had failed, Stealer was still headed for the cave mouth. Adrenalin was making her mind go foggy and shards of memory leaped up to blur reality. Suddenly she wasn't in her cave anymore, it was still a cave, still cold hard stone, still dark as a tomb but not familiar, not comfortable, not home. A beast loomed in the shadows of that place, it's form grown huge and malformed with half remembered fear. Glowering eyes burned like embers, claws like knives scythed the air and it's breath, hot and foul, filled the air as it groaned, growled and roared. To fail here was to die. Rend bunched her legs up beneath her, wings readied, claws out and teeth bared. Her breaths drew in short, sharp and shallow until something went cold inside. A final signal. Rend lunged forward, a mighty wing beat hurling her on as she sought out flesh to grip and bite, to hold onto with all force and fury. OOCI must say, I love the change to your signature there

[Buras]

Buras felt something, it was rough, and uneven. He found it, the covered cave entrance. Praying thanks to all the gods he could think of, Buras begins to searche for a loose rock to pull out. 'Ah, there you are' Buras thought as he felt a rock shift a little under his probing fingers. But he had no time to pull it out. For at that moment, he heard a rush of wind, and a mighty beat of wings. Knowing that was probably Rend, Buras does a quick jab in the direction. Jabs required more precision to hit, but he could easily bring it back under control again. Then she was on him. His quarterstaff shuddered under the onslaught, but held. Claws ripped and tore at him, bringing blood, calling for more. In desperation, Buras grabbed at one of the claws, to pull it forward and throw Rend off balance. At the same time, he brought his knee up. If it landed, it would hurt, probably, he wasn't sure how much good it would do to a wing. 'So close, yet so far.' Buras thought to himself, a bit hysterically, as he defended himself from the storm of teeth and claws. Laughter bubbled out from his mouth. It was all a grand joke now. He would die here, a bird kelvic, unable to see the sky. But what Buras didn't relize, was that fear had gripped him, and his rational thoughts were shunt aside, now only a fly's buzz amidst a storm. Now, he fought for his life . OOCWhy thank you. I put it there for good reason.

[Rend]

Rend's vision sparked as pain lanced through her left shoulder, her body coiling right away from the blow, her feet and claws hit the ground and with a spring she hurled herself at Stealer again. The damn stick trapped between them was no longer a threat to her. Her claws lashed and tore at him but infuriatingly caught on cloth as often as it did flesh. Rend was hissing with rage when she started to hear it, a sound so alien to the scene she almost couldn't fathom what it was, then it clicked and her blood ran cold. The mocking laughter bubbled up from his throat, his fur was barely marked from Rend's frenzied assault. His hand raised across his body, fist formed, a sudden movement. The present suddenly reestablished itself in a sudden flash and a shriek of rage. Claws sank as deep as they could, teeth gnashed for purchase, even the claws of her feet lifted from the floor seeking a grip as she kicked aside wings battling with there mass as she tried to pull the pair of them through the tarp wall and over the edge beyond. OOCCurrently listening to 'Mamma said knock you out by ffdp

[Buras]

Suddenly, Buras stopped laughing. Rends yell stopped it. He felt claws dig in, and he heard the beating of wings. He felt lighter, he was being pushed. Suddenly, a memory floated to the surface of his fear. One of his brief lessons with Razkar. 'Keep your opponent on the ground' 'Gladly'. So, he grabbed his staff in the middle with both his hands, and pushed. He left the the relative safety and comfort of the cave wall. And now, for all he was aware, he was in a place were only a few things existed, him, the floor, and Rend.

[Rend]

Rend's mind whirled as the room seemed to rush around her. The mad gambit to pull them both aside was over, Stealer must have seen it coming because he took advantage of the moments in which she was off balance to push forward, toppling her over. Within moments the cold stone struck her back, Stealer's staff crushed against her chest, his weight behind it, and her head lashed back. Bright lights like fire flared up in her eyes and and a cold nausea ran through her, strength slid from her fingers as a queer numbness grew through them. Through unfocused eyes Stealer looked like something else, something greater, prouder, better. Rend Gasped for air while her lungs burned and rebelled against her.

[Buras]

Buras fell forward, it must have worked. He was on top of Rend, lying on the floor. Quickly, he pinned her to the floor, and moved his staff to her throat. It was over, he won. But something wasn't right. He heard Rend breathing, but it didn't sound right. Now that he thought about it, she didn't put up much of a struggle. 'Oh no'. Fearing the worst, Buras got off of Rend, keeping a hand on her to keep track of where she was. Neeling by her side, Buras puts a hand on what he thinks is her shoulder and says, "Rend? You okay?" Buras never killed anyone before. Kicked the snot out of them, yes, broke bones, yes, but never killed. He hoped Rend wouldn't be the first one, she was rather nice, when she didn't want to kill you. He thought back to when he first met her. How curious she was about what he was, not to mention sharing a meal. 'Please don't be dead'

[Rend]

Rend's body convulsed as she tried to heave in a breath, the muscles crushing down upon her. Somewhere close by Stealer drifted in and out of focus, his voice echoing strangely in her ears. Suddenly she manages a gasping half-breath, then another. She rolls to one side and her stomach twitches and forces out something vile and foul smelling. Rend lay on her back, a cold sweat matting her soft fur as she breathed heavily. Stealer slowly came into focus. "Byu-raas can fight"