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Current I am new so I have no idea what I am doing. XD Please be patient with my newess.
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Paisley came barreling in and slammed into Kianna, knocking her off of the boy. She growled from the pain in her shoulder but stayed on top of the bigger canine. Her animal form, an African Wild Dog, wasn't meant for fighting alone. They traveled in packs and were light weights when it came to fighting. However they didn't stop her. She bared her teeth at the Rabin.
As Paisley got closer to the screaming, she understood the words. One f the words stood out to her. Fabine. So it was a Brom. The girl started to run towards the scream of agony, wondering what in the world was going on. She shifted in mid stride and ran as hard as she could. She hoped she wouldn't find a dead Brom on arrival. If so, there would be a dead Rabin laying next to them in the moments following her arrival.
Paisley heard the scream again, though it was more of a cry of help then anything. She groaned. Some poor kid was probably being mauled again. She glanced at the fight and a war raged in her mind. Should she go and check it out or stay? What if it wasn't a person but instead some dying animal? What would Fabine say? She almost laughed at her last thought and turned around. She didn't give a rip about what Fabine would say. She headed in the direction of the scream quickly. If it was a Brom trapped in Rabin territory, she needed to get there as fast as she could.
Paisley lurked on the outside of the fight. She bent down and pulled off her jacket. The wound wasn't deep and would probably only leave a minor scar, but it didn't stop it from bleeding. A lot. She ripped the bottom him of her shirt and tied the cloth under her armpit and around her shoulder. She tightened the not with her teeth and then shrugged her jacket back on. She returned her attention to the fight and rolled her eyes. As usual, Fabine was letting someone else do his dirty work. Jayden was a skilled brawler and Favine would come in and take over once the other boy had weakened her. At this rate Sasha didn't have a chance. Not that she cared or anything. Off in be distance, she heard a scream. Her interest was peeked but she didn't move.
Paisley cursed lightly as the arrow skimmed her shoulder. It was an injury akin to the one she had inflicted upon Sasha. It wa payback. Paisley smirked and only slightly got out of range, not wanting to go to far in case Favine needed her. She pressed a hand to her now ripped jacket and bleeding shoulder. This was her favorite jacket and now it has been ripped. She grumbled to herself.
Sorry for disappearing!!)
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Sacha tries to dodge that one, but it clips her shoulder. She gasps as her arm burns with hot pain. The dagger falls from her hand as she uses it to cover the wound, trying to limit blood loss. She glares at Paisley, now angry. "Ohhhh you'll pay for that one!" She snarls and pulls out an arrow, notching it in her bow.


Paisley grinned at Sasha's anger. Vaguely she noticed her leader by the trees and she frowned. She returned her attention to her opponent and the arrow that was being pointed at her, "You know this was really fun but I think I've overstayed my welcome." She smirked at the girl and adressed Fabine, "She's all yours, Your Highness." She bowed quickly and made a move to leave before the arrow was fired.
Paisley first attack was blocked but it didn't deter her. Instead it seemed to make her want to win the fight even more. Her goal was to leave with no major injuries and leave the battle field with a lot less blood then when she came. She whipped her dagger out in front of her and struck. She aimed for Sasha's the right shoulder, since it would be more difficult for the girl to fire with her shoulder torn up.
Paisley took it all in stride and stuck the dagger in her pocket before shifting. He darted out of the way of the arrows and circled back around to Sasha. She shifted in mid stride and bore down on the girl, dagger raised. A smile was on her face and her eyes glittered in amusement.
Paisley understood Sasha's game... The talking, the distancing herself from the target; it was all in an attempt to distract her long enough so she could fire her bow. The Brom smirked widely. Why not humor the girl a little? The outcome of the battle was decided from the moment Paisley got in close range. A little spice to a battle never hurt anyone. "I'm not trying to kill you Sasha. What do you think I am? A heartless lunatic?" She chuckled a little and raised her fists, the dagger- which she was now wielding in a backwards style- still clench in her fist, "I'm simply bored. Can't you help a girl out and fight? I would appreciate it." Sarcasm laced her voice and she chuckled at herself.
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