Rippling Grass ((Tagged))

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Volpina is further enraged, her attack missed and the edge of her ear became torn. She halted, her chest heaving up and down as she struggled to catch her breath. Her legs shook slightly, the adrenaline starting to peter out of her system. She lashed her fox-like head back and forth a few times before leaping back into action. She chased after Renegade now, hopefully gaining on him. She aimed for his throat, eager to make an actual impact.

Purge grinned gravely, her somber attitude threatening to slip away. She couldn't help enjoying the thrill of a good brawl, even though she knew she shouldn't. The Albino shewolf switched directions, and made her way towards Volpina, who was lunging for Renegade. She needed to finish this, and so, barreled towards her half sister, planning on pinning the exhausted shewolf down, then maybe they told talk...

[Fierfly]

Renegade:

He'd planned on a light snap at her ear, maybe even a little nip on the edge, but his teeth were in and Volpina jerked her head just enough as he leaned back and away from her that some of it stuck. ...Whoops...he glanced sheepishly at Purge to see if she was upset. No, she was grinning. A certain thrill did come of running and fighting, finally coming face to face with your opponent and trying to overcome them, and Purge was very much enjoying this encounter. The run, the mad dash, Volpina's rage, their teamwork, the smog from before, the fight to live: there was a certain thrill that came from being alive, and the fight to stay that way always got the blood rushing. So as Volpina thrashed her head back and forth, realizing some of her outer ear had been torn off and turned to glare at him, he offered an impudent smile, tossed his head and then dropped the scrap he'd accidentally taken and began to flag away, easily streaking just ahead of Volpina and veering around in the rolling land of the Hunting plain, sometimes nearly running on the sides of his paws rather than the pads as he led Volpina on a merry chase and he watched Purge calculate to make the leap.

[Rykett]

.::Volpina’s lunge barely falls shorts. Her paws entangle Renagade’s legs and cause him to trip. He tumbles, but doesn’t retain an injury beyond a couple bruises. Purge crashes into Volpina a couple milliseconds after the failed lunge and before Volpina can recover from it. The albino she-wolf manages to pin Volpina against the ground.::.

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Purge's heart skipped a beat as Renegade tripped, Volpina slavering with a terrifying look in her eyes. The look of a wolf who had nearly given up on life. Purge felt another twinge of regret in her chest for creating this monster, however those feelings washed away as her leap landed, pinning a vulpine form under her large paws. Breathing hard she stared down at her opponent, her ruby eyes hot with the rush of a triumphant battle. She remembered back to those times before the valley. When she one a brawl such as this one, she would rip out the throat of the loser and throw it haughtily to the onlookers and the birds. That was back when she was evil. A villainess. All this fighting was gnawing at her, her demons whispering at her to take Volpina's life. The angels on her other shoulder spoke with White Magic's voice telling her that she didn't have to hurt and kill anymore, that her entire life's purpose could be something new and alive. A life worth living for her and those she loved. It was a no brainer, and Purge chose the right, choosing to keep her promise. She knew that any words she would say would not satisfy the orange shewolf below her...but she had to prove to herself that she could act unselfishly, and try to make amends.

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Volpina felt the wind get knocked out of her as she hit the dirt and Purge pinned her down simultaneously. She would've hissed and spat like a cat that was trapped, but she just felt so exhausted. Her entire body ached, her adrenaline rush had muddled her senses and now all she felt was pain. The numbing chemical having run it's course. The places where her opponents had nipped and slashed her tight and painful her muscles feeling very torn. Pain throbbed through her frame with every heartbeat. She breathed in and out heavily, he face turned to the side, one bright green eye closed to the grasses, the other staring menacingly up at Purge.

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Purge looked up at Renegade, her shoulder muscles rippling before staring back down at her half sister. "Please...listen to what we-I- have to say," The Albino wolfess bowed her head before speaking. "I know you can never forgive me for what things I have done. I can't say I understand completely the concept of forgiveness or making amends. But I'm doing this for me as much as i'm doing this for you," She flicked her tail, the words easing out. "The prophecy is wrong, and I am at fault. I'm hoping that from this point on we can live new lives."

[Fierfly]

Renegade:

A moment of panic as a paw hooked around his rear legs. The ghost-blue eyes widened and he went down, dragging the red-coated vixen behind him with his momentum. Every instinct in him screamed to get back up, staying on the ground like this was not safe, even if Volpina had taken a bad tumble (which he had not, a little bruised but he didn't feel badly hurt) every second he wasted on the ground was another opportunity for Volpina to come and finish him, so he scrambled upright and whirled around in time to see Purge lunge onto her sister and pin the phoenix down. Her eyes burned with a blazing satisfaction of victory, but her lips were not pulled back in a snarl and the grin from before subsided to a quieter expression of careful consideration.

He stood and watched Volpina as she watched her sister. Good grief, what had Volpina been doing with herself lately? He remembered from their first encounter at the Ruins that she was slimmer and had a strange, desperate fire in her eyes, but this didn't even begin to cover it. Her limber paws and legs were splayed helplessly with Purge standing over her and the red-flanked sides heaved with the exertion of the chase. The eyes were wild, not necessarily in malice or fear, but of the fight still in her that she was too weak to put up and she wearily watched her half-sister.

Purge took another moment to consider her position and bowed her head, ears lowering slightly and tail flicking as she judged and weighed her words. "The prophecy is wrong, and I am at fault." heavy, heavy words to say, for anyone to admit that they were wrong took a great deal of courage. So often were creatures convinced of their own intelligence and advantage - real or imagined - over others that often they forgot that they could wel and truly be wrong,and Purge had just acknowledged that weakness. Renegade drew himself up and stood tall, ignoring the sore ache as he found one of his bruises; Purge had been changing lately, it had been a long journey, but this was a great step and she'd taken it...he was proud of her.

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Volpina:
Purge stood above her, pinning her down, spouting words that Volpina refused to acknowledge.
The prophecy is wrong, and I am at fault. Volpina knew that! Curse the Power, she knew that! Every pawstep she trod, that truth had been burning in her skull. With a snarl, she finally responded, her voice hoarse and pitifully quiet, but full of malice. "I know that, you blithering, ignorant idiot! Don't you think I know it! You only did this for yourself. Don't pretend you ever felt sorry for me or for what you've done. You are no different, sister, even now you make the selfish choice." The exhausted shewolf saw spots swim in front of her eyes, he mind fuzzing, preparing to shut off for a few hours. "You haven't changed a bit, you are me, you are the monster you made me. You are truthful in one way: you are at fault, and simply used the prophecy as your murderous excuse-"

Purge:
One last flood of anger surged through her, the battles last hurrah. Purge furrowed her brow and smacked a large paw over her sister face, and she finally passed out of consciousness. Feeling sore, and fighting off her sisters words she stepped away from Volpina, her chest steadily rising and falling, a single tear sinking into the fur near her eye. She had changed. She knew that. If she hadn't Volpina would've been dead under her paw. She wasn't ignorant, she knew and admitted the error of her ways. She wasn't perfect, but there was time to work on that...she wouldn't be like this forever. She wasn't selfish, otherwise she wouldn't have chased her sister all the way down here...right? Don't let her in your head. She's a fox. Purge closed her eyes, took a long, deep breath that filled every inch of lung capacity and let it out as she opened her red eyes. "Let's get out of here." She nosed Renegade before wearily padding away from the scarlet form behind her.

-Exit Purge-

[Fierfly]

Renegade:

All during Purge's apology as he began to feel his heart soften and warm towards the albino and he struggled for a word deeper and truer than "pride" to describe how he felt toward the difficult but wonderful change that had come over her, Volpina's crazy green eyes grew narrower and narrower and the poisonous yellow light in them came out. Purge finished and Volpina's lip lifted as she showed her canines. She knew Purge had been wrong. Insults and accusations spun out of control as the firey-coated vixen snarled at her half-sister, dismissing it all, calling Purge out on past sins. Blazes Volpina! How could she be so blind? If she'd truly grown up with Purge and really knew how "terrible" she'd been, then she should have realized how much she'd changed! Purge could have killed her in this time they'd spent running and saved everyone a lot of wind, she could have gloated, she could have boasted of other slit throats and how the Prophecy was nearly fulfilled.

But she didn't.

She didn't because she'd changed, this wasn't the same Purge Volpina knew, couldn't she see that? Apparently not. Purge's eyes burned with indignation at the verbal assault and finally smacked Volpina's snarling maw away, knocking the exhausted she-wolf unconscious. Her chest heaved as she fought to breathe and a single tear seeped from her red eyes. Renegade glared at Volpina one last time. She hadn't been eating, the light of insanity was in her eyes, who was she to judge? Purge bumped his chin with her nose and quietly asked to leave, already padding away from Volpina's still form, leaving one more nightmare behind. He remained a moment longer, wondering what would become of her, if they'd ever have to worry again...that bridge could be crossed when they came to it, at that moment he really didn't care.

He caught up with his friend and walked even to her shoulder. For a while, neither said anything, the bright red and pale blue eyes faced forward, not straying over to steal a peek or even on the weary lookout for game as long as they were in the Hunting Plains. Finally the ice-blue gaze flicked over. He didn't turn his head or break his stride as he nodded and closed the space between them an inch or two. "Wherever you go Purge, I'll follow."

-Exit Renegade-