Asterion should know his sister is a talker, whatever her situation.
Even as Flora’s face stings, each droplet of blood like the bejeweled end of a needle sunk through the thin skin of her face, the flower girl watches her brother. She wonders if her eye might swell and how lucky she really may have been that his hoof did not catch her eye or her nose. Inwardly, Florentine makes a note to remember never to guard her chest with her face again, particularly when there were hooves involved.
Asterion keeps moving and his sister moves with him. Even as she talks and interrogates, the dusk girl never looks away from him. She is learning, or maybe it is sheer fluke and like him she is aware her weary muscles are tightening in the cold autumnal air.
He did not give her long after her final attack, however, for as she steps from him, he plunges after her. Flora hears the churning of feet through soft, wet ground as her brother lunges toward the tender joint where her wing meets her shoulder. But Florentine is wisening up, and, with her wings still spread, she lurches forward and up, her wings beating once, then twice.
Her forward impetus carries the girl clear of her brother’s trajectory and she rises into the sky, the brush of his chest against her feathers warns her how close she came to a full impact.
About one wing she pivots in the air, an ear upon her brother to catch his words. Sky bound winds rush past her face and she feels the wet of her blood over her eye and the cooling balm of the wind against her abraded skin.
Her eyes fall to Asterion’s lame leg and for a moment Florentine feels quite proud of the wounds they would wear home – a testament to their shared first battle. Slowly she lowers to the ground beside him, for his progress would be slow and she did feel quite bad about his wounded limb.
@Asterion
Summary: Flora jumped forward up into the air to clear her from her brother's attack upon her wing joint. She then lands and they walk home together to live happily ever after.
Attack Used: 2
Attack(s) Left: 0
Block Used: 1
Block(s) Left: 0
Item(s) Used: N/A
Response Deadline: N/A battle finished
Tags: @Asterion, @
★ She is clothed with strength and dignity,
and she laughs without fear of the future ★
