06-26-2009, 10:43 PM
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Mwahah. >] 400+
The Amara couldn't help but have a sparkling laugh spill from her red maw at his overdramatic statement with herself getting promoted to the gods. This was simply too fun for their own good. If these two were to put on a play for the puppies of the tribe, she knew that they would probably make a hit among them! "I believe in what makes up in a noble aspiring king also does fittingly with a clever role-player." She replied with her own smirk, commenting him on his engaging ability to shift the two into a different time period altogether, with the littlest spark of imagination.
The red wolf was honestly expecting Hemming to evade her next move and dodge swiftly out of the way to avoid it, however, this time that didn't happen. Asha was actually quite stunned when her makeshift weapon hit its mark upon a choice bone in his shoulder, hearing the initial crack of wood meeting fur and flesh covered bone, and for a brief moment her ears instantly flattened against her head, and a shocked look came about her face as her sword was unstoppable and trailing down his arm now. There was a slight gasp to fly from her muzzle, in which her fingers immediately rushed up to cover the tip of her snout in surprise. Seemingly though, Hemming played it off as like it was nothing but a scratch, even though it certainly didn't sound anything of the such. Ouch!
Proclaiming his readiness still, the blow that connected with him also gave her more spirit and liveliness to repeat a similar action in a different quadrant upon his tawny figure. With Hemming now lunging toward her, Asha backed up too fast on her feet to where she slightly stumbled, and it was that stumble that caused Hemming's wooden sword to connect with the area right above her left elbow, coming too close to painfully hitting her funny bone, but it was a solid hit enough to elicit some pain. "Yow!" She said, surprised by the strike, and also disappointed by her stumbling. There was no time for tending and rubbing her wound, however. Oh yeah? Well try and dodge this! Immediately she sprang back into action, this time slashing her weapon down to where it could possibly make a hit on one of his upper legs. Hemming had better deflect that strike fast, for it was coming to him on swift wings quick.
The Amara couldn't help but have a sparkling laugh spill from her red maw at his overdramatic statement with herself getting promoted to the gods. This was simply too fun for their own good. If these two were to put on a play for the puppies of the tribe, she knew that they would probably make a hit among them! "I believe in what makes up in a noble aspiring king also does fittingly with a clever role-player." She replied with her own smirk, commenting him on his engaging ability to shift the two into a different time period altogether, with the littlest spark of imagination.
The red wolf was honestly expecting Hemming to evade her next move and dodge swiftly out of the way to avoid it, however, this time that didn't happen. Asha was actually quite stunned when her makeshift weapon hit its mark upon a choice bone in his shoulder, hearing the initial crack of wood meeting fur and flesh covered bone, and for a brief moment her ears instantly flattened against her head, and a shocked look came about her face as her sword was unstoppable and trailing down his arm now. There was a slight gasp to fly from her muzzle, in which her fingers immediately rushed up to cover the tip of her snout in surprise. Seemingly though, Hemming played it off as like it was nothing but a scratch, even though it certainly didn't sound anything of the such. Ouch!
Proclaiming his readiness still, the blow that connected with him also gave her more spirit and liveliness to repeat a similar action in a different quadrant upon his tawny figure. With Hemming now lunging toward her, Asha backed up too fast on her feet to where she slightly stumbled, and it was that stumble that caused Hemming's wooden sword to connect with the area right above her left elbow, coming too close to painfully hitting her funny bone, but it was a solid hit enough to elicit some pain. "Yow!" She said, surprised by the strike, and also disappointed by her stumbling. There was no time for tending and rubbing her wound, however. Oh yeah? Well try and dodge this! Immediately she sprang back into action, this time slashing her weapon down to where it could possibly make a hit on one of his upper legs. Hemming had better deflect that strike fast, for it was coming to him on swift wings quick.