That fight with that dragon really had him riled up. Even after he had taken the time to heal, he still hadn't calmed down. Just because he was bigger didn't mean he always could win! Prince Charmbirb Gertrude would show him one day! Fluffed to the max, the fancy pigeon strutted into Monoceros. The wind howled above. The cave howled. Gertrude looked great and powerful... for a pigeon. "Blah"

Nemesis didn't know who that bright, obnoxiously colored bird was, but he certainly wasn't a Merrymen. He strutted into the cavern with an air of someone who thought he owned the whole place, instead of skulking about as their supposed leaders Louie and Fang did. His talons clacked loudly on the ground, grating on the rhino's sensitive ears.

And Nemesis, oh, she didn't like it one bit. The trino lumbered out to cut his path in half, bowing her three pronged frill at the bird.

"Who are you?" She asked-- almost patiently-- there was half a chance he knew someone in the Merrymen and that was why he was there. If not, however, she'd be happy to stomp out his bright, obnoxious color.

@Gertrude

Gertrude was stopped by a large rock-looking thing. Like a flabby rock. Why did he always meet gembounds with dull colors? It was really a drag. The... rock thing asked what his name was, "Oh now, don't tell me you don't know who I am. I'm Prince Charmbirb Gertrude! And- uh- who might you be?" He tilted his head, eyeing the other suspiciously and getting his wings ready in case he needed to fly out of the rock-lump-animal-thing's reach. "Blah"

Prince Charmbirb Gertrude. Someone with a title longer than Nemesis could care to listen to, and he did not mention the Merrymen, only got a nervous, flighty look in his eyes. Her dark blue eyes narrowed, navy shooting daggers at the violent flash of green feathers.

He looked like a shrub. He would burn nicely.

"Prince, hm? The Queen of Thieves likes Princes. They always have valuables for her to steal, and they're gulliable fools," she hissed, a cruel smile gracing her wide lips. She took a step forward, though she kept her head low to the ground still.

Her boring, pale stony skin turned dark around the edges, the smell of burning skin so familiar and delightful to her filling her nostrils. The gemstone set nestled between her horns glowed like hot flames, vibrant and orange, and like hundreds of matches had been set along her body, her massive, crushing feet, ears and long, sweeping tail caught the blaze in an instant.

The towering beast of power held back a cackle under the crackle of flames.

"I am Nemesis, your worst nightmare, poultry! This is the territory of the Merrymen, and we don't take to your kind nicely, prince! Leave now or I'll squash you flat and feed you to my Princess!"

@Gertrude

There was a queen nearby? Gertrude would have raised his eyebrows if he had any. Unfortunately, that interesting was ruined by the talking rock's banter about princes. He seriously doubted she had even met any other princes. She claimed she was his worst nightmare and Gertrude scoffed, "Only in looks, my dear." She said these "Merrymen" didn't take nicely to his kind and that he should leave or he'd feed him to her princess. Wait, there was a queen and a princess? Nevermind that! "You talk big, but I'll defeat you and your Merrymen just as I defeated the Bonebound!" he squawked, his wings unfurling. Gertrude took off, his wings carrying him into the rough Monoceros air. As usual, he always wanted to pick a feature to attack. Also as usual, he chose the eyes. He wanted to peck out those dark eyes. Aiming for the left first, Gertrude dove, his gemmed beak honing on its target. "Blah"

This talking green eggs and turkey defeated the Bonebound? Unlikely. Cocky sod was going to get what was coming to him, at any rate. Nemesis let him take off into the air, but only because he was coming towards her. Just what she wanted. Her gem was burning hot on her face from the smolder step spell, meaning if he dared get close he risked getting burned.

"BRING IT, BROCCOLI BIRD!" The trino roared back, tensing her muscles. He came down for her eyes and she waited until the last moment to throw her head up, aiming to gore him with her horns and send him tumbling through the air. He managed to draw steaming hot blood from her face with his sharp beak, but hopefully her attempt to injure him back would work out just as well.

{ FIGHT STATISTICS }
GERTRUDE V. NEMESIS
ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX SEVEN

{ ATTEMPT }

~ GORE THE BIRD

{ DEFENSES }

~ using horns to guard herself

{ INJURIES }

~ prior injuries;;

• sore body, recovering from fight with fisher

~ current injuries;;

• bloody brow

@Gertrude

Well, that could have turned out better. He was not nearly big enough for all three horns to gore him, but he was shaken as he struck her face. Her nose horn easily ripped the flesh on the left side of his abdomen. He was flung up into the air, blood readily dripping from his body. His eyes squinted in pain, "Why you-" Gertrude's wings flapped hard to keep him in the air. He winced at the pain. It hurt... A lot... He wouldn't give up! He wanted to kill her. He aimed to swoop beneath her, using his head gem to slice open her softer underbelly. "Blah"

Nemesis would have never expected a bird to aim so low. He dove under her body, his sharp, deadly gem cutting deep through her ribs. Quickly, she stumbled, trying to pick up her feet and step on the bird-- but it was a tricky thing. He was fast.

Cursing under her breath, the trino brought her large tail around to her flank, trying to cover the now bleeding, steaming wound. Her tail was hardly flexible enough to reach her ribs with ease, but hopefully he wouldn't be able to sweep under her so easily next time.

She would stomp, crush, and gore the hell out of this intruder.

{ FIGHT STATISTICS }
GERTRUDE V. NEMESIS
ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX SEVEN

{ ATTEMPT }

~ STOMP HIM!!!!

{ DEFENSES }

~ use tail to guard wounded flank

{ INJURIES }

~ prior injuries;;

• sore body, recovering from fight with fisher

~ current injuries;;

• bloody brow
  
• slash across lower ribs (near stomach)

@Gertrude

Gertrude could feel the tug of resistance as his head gem sliced through the skin. People could criticize his gem all they wanted to, but when it came to slicing people up, he had the advantage. He knew the possibility of the tricerhino trying to stomp him, but he also knew it was one of his only chances to really harm her. She lifted her leg and Gertrude aimed to move out of the way then to fly up out from under her. He would aim to push off, then tuck his wings to spin out of the way of her feet, hoping to fit through the small opening. "Blah"

Gertrude was on the run. Nemesis felt a smirk cross her lips as she craned her head towards the bird, inhaling as the green turkey tried to get out of the way. He would barely scrape by-- but that wouldn't stop her from exhaling a fiery breath. She didn't care if she hit herself with the move-- she just wanted to roast all of those pretty obnoxious feathers off of his plump body.

{ FIGHT STATISTICS }
GERTRUDE V. NEMESIS
ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX SEVEN

{ ATTEMPT }

~ TORCH HIM!!! BURN OFF ALL HIS FEATHERS!!!

{ DEFENSES }

~ use tail to guard wounded flank

{ INJURIES }

~ prior injuries;;

• sore body, recovering from fight with fisher

~ current injuries;;

• bloody brow
  
• slash across lower ribs (near stomach)

@Gertrude