Her leg had been punctured by @Memory, throat had marks, and a few other areas to match. Though she would heal, and as it's been a few days since then, the wounds were closed, and the dry blood had been washed. No one could tell she was injured, for her long, and well-kept fur hid any visual of the fight. It was there, however. 

Even with such, it didn't really stop her from wandering, to the point she even went up to the highest peak, and back down. Her goal in the previous time was only for him to drop in obedience, so she didn't go for any kill-streaks, and expected the same. So, now her adventure took her near the coast!

The way to there passed to a field, one whom she had quite clear memories over.. A white wolf of the sea, a grand warrior, who Orlaith managed to defeat. However the place was rather unsettling, as it almost seemed the wind whispered the cries of the fallen. She wished to pass quickly, despite the nosalgia.

Speaking of the devil.

What a fucking coincidence.

"Hey there Ying, nice to see you again." She rather liked this mermaid of the sea, enjoying another warrior. Especially since she rained supreme upon winning. Though previously, as it had been getting dark, the flaming wolf said her farewhells, and was quick to retreat back home. Since then, she had not seen the woman. Orlaith simply assumed she was always in Yuelong- only now finding out what the place was called. 

"You back for another round?" Even if battered, the sovereign stood tall and firm, an arrogant smile full of play, as she was quite ready for more.

A widened smile, which backed down to a more sly grin as she moved closer to the ground. Orlaith had the training and knew the proper way to move, a body, close to the floor itself, tail between the legs, and ears down. Center of gravity, was key, but she knew with her leg being tampered, it was harder.

But fuck it, right?

So with a rush! The wolf of embers and ashes charged without a hesitation, she didn't give a word and simply was going full-forth in an attempt to tackle. However, with the abundent of energy bursting through, one-side lopsided, as her leg winced with the pain of the previous injury. She was not steady, but Orlaith ignored her mistake.

Perhaps she was not destined to win this battle, as the warrior was dragged into the ground. Should be thankful her leg was not injured, however it made it harder to properly stand afoot. Balance was not there, and Orlaith, tumbled down, "suppose you got better," she grumbled, and snorted in a 'humph,' before letting a chuckle float by.

Orlaith nodded and laughed, while she adjusted herself back up, "yeah, you win." Honestly she didn't want to admit this loss, and refused to do, instead excused herself, "can't stress our wounds too much." Her leg wasn't horribly damaged to the point she was off, but enough that it gave hinderance. There was also the fact the more she played with it, the worse it can be- so the fire fairy said.

It was just because she wasn't fully healed, yeah.

"But i'll win next time."

She flashed a grin toward the white wolf, and started to walk back herself. Orlaith didn't know too well on alliances, especially so with Ying being in their coastal ally, but only assumed so by her sea-salt scent. It felt refreshing to know that if she were to visit, that wolf would be back; at least, she hoped so.

Satisfied today, despite a loss, home was calling.