BUILT THIS BOAT TO LAST || MEETING 4/09

[Ares]

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ALL TO CONDEMN ME,
MY FACE IS STILL PROUD!

Those around her seemed faded in Ares' mind, eyes focused only on Jor. There was a moment where her mind counciled, spoke to itself and the anger within it. We do not kill him, but we make him hurt. Slowly the girl stepped forward, flames licking around her. Thin the layer that veiled her change, flames growing with control and precision before it appeared. The deinonychus grinned, eyes focused, clear and concise. Looked to the gathered crowd and then settled on Elsweyr, who had only seen this beast once when there was no control. But for the moment control was there, no wild stare but a calm, knowing look. Let us have this moment.

Then she focused back on Jor, and rushed with speed and ferocity to try and rake her claws down his side. Make him bleed, then we are satisfied. Then we will change back. She darted away and circled, moving to his other side and leaping in an attempt to kick at his other side, toe claws trying to plunge into his skin and flesh.

And then she was done, and the beast began to slink back to her sister, who stood in fear. Flames again covered the beast and it shrunk down to her birth body. She limped back and sat next to her sister, back turned to Jor but head turned to face him.

TANGLEWOOD - 8 MONTHS - REBORN WAR GODDESS

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