Bearclaw Valley Earworm

rofl, been there nuna - poor girl hehe

indra had meant to be somewhat consistent in her defenses; that way, nunataq may learn to study the body language of her competitors, and perhaps someday, learn to predict their motives before they ever thought them. as indra lunged for a leg, there was no leg to grab -- indra watched approvingly as nunataq pulled away and then promptly zoomed around her like a speeding comet.

nunataq's next effort was not so smoothly executed. indra winced as she watched the girl fly too close to the sun in her victory, and then came abruptly crashing to the earth. the log was unmoved post-crash, and nunataq rested crumpled in a heap at the foot of its wiry trunk. indra swiftly strode towards the girl and nosed her with concern; she was clearly hurt -- was it the kind of hurt that indra would need a medic for (ogodplzno), or the kind that nunataq could shrug off after a few minutes?