ORIGIN

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As the cat sidestepped her attack, she barely grazed him with her teeth. She saw him, though, just out of the corner of her eye, lunging for her wing. Lightning fast, she whipped it out of the way, leaving it hanging above him. She then brought it down with all the force she could muster.

Round: 7
Attempt: slam her wing down on head/neck
Defense:
Injuries: scratches on her chest, healing shoulder wound, open neck wound, scratches on her face

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Hear my honk.
Why are you listening to my thoughts? Get out of my head!

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The wing disappeared in an instant and Rift knew exactly where it was. Before the goose could hit him, he scrambled away, just missing the swinging wing. He was next to the branch again so he did the first thing that came to mind - try once again to trap the goose. He placed a paw on the branch, trying to channel the magic into the vines.

Round: 8
Attempt: try again to trap the goose
Defense:
Injuries: old scars and burn marks, torn skin on his neck, head scratch

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"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

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Blackberry watched the cat try again to cast his spell. And when nothing happened, she laughed. "It's useless, kitty! The plants won't help you.
Stop trying, they won't do anything to save you from me!" Her honk was loud and maniacal. She leaped forward and flew towards the cat again, still cackling loudly, intending on knocking him over.

Round: 8
Attempt: knock him over
Defense:
Injuries: scratches on her chest, healing shoulder wound, open neck wound, scratches on her face

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Hear my honk.
Why are you listening to my thoughts? Get out of my head!

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Rift snarled at the goose's goading. He thought little of it - she was just trying to make him hesitate. He wasn't going to abandon his friends now. He took his paw away and instead prepared to leap at the goose. However, she was already on top of him. He tried to get away, but she still tripped him enough that he was slammed to the ground. He hissed and swiped a paw, trying to catch her neck again.

Round: 9
Attempt: swipe at her neck
Defense:
Injuries: old scars and burn marks, torn skin on his neck, head scratch

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"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

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She had at least managed to knock him to the ground. However, her grip wasn't firm enough and, before she could do anything, his claws were in her neck. She honked loudly and blood splattered from the wound. Furious, she flew into a rage, her beak snapping, tongue waving, and her wings hitting whatever she could.

Round: 9
Attempt: DESTROY HIM
Defense:
Injuries: scratches on her chest, healing shoulder wound, open neck wound, scratches on her face, another, deeper neck wound

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Hear my honk.
Why are you listening to my thoughts? Get out of my head!

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Rift felt satisfaction as his claws finally delved deep into skin. He didn't manage to get a cut on her throat, but it was enough to see the blood spilling. However, when her crazy attack came, he didn't know what to do. He struggled and tried to get away, and it managed to work? None of her attack hit and, before he knew it, he was on his feet again. He leaped, aiming for her head to shove it into the ground.

Round: 10/10
Attempt: shove her face in the dirt
Defense:
Injuries: old scars and burn marks, torn skin on his neck, head scratch

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"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

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Suddenly, Rift wasn't there anymore. She managed to look up in time to see his paw coming down to shove her into the dirt. However, she wasn't going to stand for the. With a loud honk, she leaped for his ear with her beak wide, ready to slice through whatever gem she could.

Round: 10/10
Attempt: destroy his gem
Defense:
Injuries: scratches on her chest, healing shoulder wound, open neck wound, scratches on her face, another, deeper neck wound

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Hear my honk.
Why are you listening to my thoughts? Get out of my head!

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For clarification, chrysoberyl has a hardness rating of 8.5 so Blackberry would not be able to destroy, bite, or even scratch Rift's gem! :o

Character: Rift
Age: +2
Magic Level: +3 (Pupil)

ROUND 1
Attempt: +16
Penalties: 0

ROUND 2
Attempt: +13
Penalties: 0

ROUND 3
Attempt: +1
Penalties: 0

ROUND 4
Attempt: +4
Penalties: 0

ROUND 5
Attempt: +12
Penalties: 0

ROUND 6
Attempt: +12
Penalties: 0

ROUND 7
Attempt: +4
Penalties: 0

ROUND 8
Attempt: +2
Penalties: 0

ROUND 9
Attempt: +18
Penalties: 0

ROUND 10
Attempt: +2
Penalties: 0

Total: 89

Character: Blackberry
Age: +2
Magic Level: +1 (Fledgling)

ROUND 1
Attempt: +17
Penalties: 0

ROUND 2
Attempt: +16
Penalties: 0

ROUND 3
Attempt: +1
Penalties: 0

ROUND 4
Attempt: +7
Penalties: 0

ROUND 5
Attempt: +13
Penalties: 0

ROUND 6
Attempt: +9
Penalties: 0

ROUND 7
Attempt: +6
Penalties: 0

ROUND 8
Attempt: +9
Penalties: 0

ROUND 9
Attempt: +4
Penalties: 0

ROUND 10
Attempt: +11
Penalties: 0

Total: 96

WINNER: Blackberry

Rift didn't know what happened next, but the next thing he knew, something hard banged into the side of his ear, sending a loud, crashing sound deep into his head. He cried out with pain as he stumbled away, a loud ringing sound still reverberating in his gem. His head was starting to spin and he fell to the ground, dizzy and reeling. At first, he was just in shock, but then he growled lowly as it came to him what the goose had been trying to do.

They were trying to destroy his gem, weren't they? Of course, they had no idea that he had tried to long ago, if only to stop the loud noises. Nothing could scratch it. At least, nothing that he had yet found. Shakily, he stood up, magic throbbing and going out of control. As he tried to keep his feet, the roots of the trees, at his unconscious command, carefully surrounded him and steadied him, while also creating a small shield in case the bird would attack again.

But Rift could not say anything. Instead, he growled lowly, knowing he was defeated, but yet daring the goose to come closer. He still had some fight left and if they wanted to try and kill him, he would be ready.

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"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

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Blackberry thought she had it. She knew she had it. But when her wing connected to the hard green gem, pain shot up in her limb as she cougar was sent reeling, his ear still completely intact, without a single scratch. And she was left with a throbbing wing. However, even if her attack hadn't done any physical damage, there was obviously something else going on.

But then the roots of the trees started coming out of the ground and fear laced her heart. So he could move them after all. However, when they made no move to come after her, she simply laughed, her voice a loud honk.

"Coward! Loser and fool! You will never defeat me and you will never save your precious plants! You can't stop me, no one can stop me! I am Blackberry, the Terror of the Caves! Remember my name, remember me! No one can stand against me! Not you, not the wolf, not even the snake!"

She cackled loudly, her voice hysterical and almost a scream. She was losing control. The blood, the blood flowing, hers or his? It didn't matter, it was blood. Blood she brought, blood she wrought, blood she fought. She'd bring it again. Surely now? When? Where? Who? Who's blood? Who's blood? WHO'S BLOOD?!

She screamed again, her vision blurry, almost double. There was blood everywhere. The trees, the vines, the grass, her body, the cougar, the roots, the air, the walls, the ending sky.

And then she was flying, flying towards the finite sky, towards the ceiling, and then away, all the while cackling and screaming and honking, her glimmering red wings soon blinking into nothingness.

*exit

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Hear my honk.
Why are you listening to my thoughts? Get out of my head!

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