Dawnlark Plains ирээрэй

Her tackle worked only for a moment, but then the two began to roll and she could see where this was going. Still, he managed to get the upper hand as he found a place to halt their rolling where he came out on top. Blunt claws met her stomach, and once again she felt that he was not using the full of his force. That gave her some relief. At least he had no intention of killing her.

But still, the pain there stung. She was ready to accept defeat if it meant she could get on in her travels and find a different place to meditate. "Okay. You win. Free me," She croaks. Perhaps a warrior shouldn't accept defeat or beg but, what was she fighting for? She saw no reason to continue if she could make her exit here.