[The Vitrax] A warm welcome to the Vitrax (Clyde)

by **Irriari** on February 14th, 2015, 9:06 pm

While the zith registered the man’s words, it was difficult to push back against the blood sight and don the civilized veneer that she had spent years cultivating. She had only managed to hit him once and he called it at that point. In the colony, sparring matches lasted until the opponent was worn past their limits. In Ravok, sparring matches were far tamer. The end of the match left her wanting something more violent- every muscle in her body was tense, poised to jump at the next target for a chance at having more skin under her claws to satisfy the aching desire that burned through her. There was nothing for it. Short of going into the wilds to kill a deer, there was no real way to sate her thirst in Ravok.

“I’m Irriari. Apprentice to the Ebonstryfe.”

She nodded in his direction and left the training hall.

As Irriari took the ravosala to her home in the Docks, she found herself musing on the fight. Somehow, she had managed to fail disastrously. Every time she had attempted to attack the human, she had missed or been pushed away from her destination by that damned staff. Her muscles and ribs spasmed in pain when she breathed, and her pride was in tatters. She was of the zith. Her kind were not meant to be rebuked so thoroughly by a human who barely knew one of his staff from the other. Had Ravok changed her that much? Displeased with the potential answers to that question, she vowed to double her weapons training in the upcoming weeks.