Bearclaw Valley a tale of the ragged mountains

one day she'll thank her mother for not holding back. right now, though, she's frustrated beyond measure, her eyes flashing, her breaths coming in irritated snorts. each counter feels like a reproach— and they land again, and again, and again.

and each time she tries to strike, she is foiled yet again.

Avicus is sent tumbling down by Astara's shoulder check, falling hard onto the grass. snarling, she quickly tries to right herself, knowing that the position only means vulnerability. her muscles are beginning to ache, and her brain is tiring fast. she doesn't know what to do next.

she doesn't know what to do next.

a burst of hellfire as she launches herself at the dark woman, snapping, shoving, losing all sense of control and finesse as anger overtakes her.