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Kiora's hands fell to dirt and she quickly pushed back, reversing the change so her spine could twist back. Flipping back onto all fours, she chuckled as Traea fell back to her knees.

"Weak are we little one? I should be surprised but somehow...I'm not. Most of the females were pretty weak after being Marked, and you know what happened to them, don't you?" Kiora asked lowly, a feral smile on her face before she went to jump again.Torr was about to run and intercede when a shuttle of lean golden mass blocked her passage and sent her falling in the other direction. Being in a near full change, Kiora was quick to get back on her feet and face the intruder, wondering if Torr had done it himself, only to see Cyske standing square in front of Traea and breathing hard. "Oh this is precious" she thought. Torr rose an eyebrow...now this really wasn't a problem. As long as Cyske was in front of Traea, Kiora was only allowed to attack him but the catch was, Sky couldn't swipe back.

"Oh Sky...you always took your promise too seriously."

Traea looked at Kiora, trying to keep her pain off of her face. She'd like to tell her that the Mark had nothing to do with her weakness, but she didn't think it would help make her point any. Nor did she think Kiora would care - or believe her - if she told her that nothing had actually happened with Torr the previous night. The Mark was there, and that was all Kiora cared about.

Traea closed her eyes tightly, bracing herself for Kiora's impact, except it didn't come. She felt the presence of another body in front of her. She heard Kiora's next words, and for once she had to agree with her. "Sky..." she said softly, her voice only a soft whimper. "You don't need to do this."

"At least I keep mine" Cyske bit back at her. "The Mark has nothing to do with Traea..the male in speaking has full control over that. Your challenge has no purpose and therefore is unfair. She lost a lot of blood last night, she doesn't need you to spill the rest of it."

"I can make a good guess of what kind of blood-" Kiora began before Sky cut her off, a thing unthinkable with the bands' hierarchy.

"If you had the intelligence to see past your greedy wants then maybe you'd see the truth! Where does your allegiance lie? To the tribe and the well being of it's people? Or to yourself?" Cyske knew he was going to get it, but he figured if he was going this far, he might as well go all the way.

Kiora's face was ashen but for the anger that lit up in her eyes and quickly spread over her face "You will regret your words," she said before lashing her claws across his face.

Torr decided to wait a while to see how this would unfold, knowing he'd stop Kiora before she took things too far.

Nadalia had been standing watching for almost as long as Torr had and the whole situation made her seething mad. This spotted female had no right to attack the weaker younger one no matter what the reasons were. AND WHY WASN"T THE MALE FIGHTING BACK?

"Cyske, no!" Traea whimpered, watching at Kiora's claws lashed across his face. She could see little rivulets of blood running down his neck from his cheek, the same cheek that she had had to heal the previous night after Torr had been finished giving out lessons. "Please," she said, trying to keep the pain - much of which was no longer her own - out of her voice. "Sky... just leave. This isn't your fight!" Slowly, she began trying to push herself back to her feet. If she had enough strength to get up and around him, Kiora would turn her attention back to her.

Growling deep in his throat he looked back at Traea "Stay back...I can't protect you if you get in front of me!" a whimpering scream came from him next as she tore at his chest with three quick slashes. He crumpled in slightly, taking a few more steps back towards Traea as he winced with his pain. He could feel his light shirt soaking with red as trickles formed down from his face.

Nadalia was bristling, her claws extending from her fingers as she tried to keep back the change.

"Sky!" Traea said desperately, her eyes bright with tears, quite an uncommon occurance. "This isn't your fight! You don't need to do this!" Slowly, painfully, she forced herself to her feet, bracing her hands on her knees as she tried to remain upright and stop them shaking. She could feel the blood running down her back from her shoulders, but tried to ignore it.

Torr was about to step in again, fear growing for both Traea and the strong male who was now beginning to bleed out. Sky had a good heart and had his priorities straight when it came to what was important. But he was, once again, beat to the punch as a large, dark furred blur attacked Kiora and sent her sprawling away from Cyske." Nadalia?"

"How about you fight someone your own size B****!" Nadalia snarled, her words slightly gruffer and more slurred with her animal jaw and tongue. She was much larger then many of the females after they'd changed and she out weighed Kiora by at least fourty pounds. Kiora was in shock as she turned to see this new female standing before two bleeding members of her clan. A twinge of fear bit her before her hackles rose and she pinned her ears back.

"You do not know our ways female! This is not your fight, back away now!" Kiora growled.

"I don't need to know your ways to know this is wrong and that you're taking advantage of a weaker opponent. Besides...I don't follow your ways." Nadalia bit back before grinning slightly,"So...let's see how you feel about being beaten by someone twice your size!" Nadalia leaped then, tackling Kiora to the ground and digging her teeth into the flesh of her shoulder, tearing slightly as she scratched at the females stomach. Kiora writhed, pinned and yelping her pain as blood spotted her coat now.

Cyske still couldn't believe it and had been staring before a whimper behind him made him turn and walk as best he could towards Traea, hardly letting her speak before his tongue was sliding into the deep wounds in her shoulders.

"Daekor it's a broken arm, you've done far worse to me; I'm fine"

Daekor bit his lip, and started to cut away her sleeve. "Do you want me to heal it, or just...help it heal by itself?"


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Crinne shoved Latho away from her. "Just...leave me alone for a while," she cried.

Traea continued to whimper softly, her features changing back to human as the cold fire of bilute saliva began knitting the wounds on her shoulder back together. Her whole body was trembling and she had to hold tightly onto Sky's upper arms to keep herself upright. "I'm sorry," she murmured, tearing running down her cheeks. "I wasn't careful enough... I didn't hide the Mark enough..."

Kyna had been watching the fight with her undivided attention, as only children were able to do. Fights weren't uncommon, of course, but the girlchild had never seen a fight like this. Sky's helping was shocking enough - it went against no rules, but was still uncommon - but what Nadalia did was unheard of! It broke all the rules! Of course, all rules already broken, Kyna didn't see the harm in leaving them broken for a while. This was a pointless fight! Even she knew that. Scooping up a few fist-sized rocks - well, fist-sized for the five-year-old - she threw them at the two still fighting, with more strength than a human child could've used, but at this distance it would do no more than get their attention.

"Stop it! Both of you!" the girl yelled angrily, stalking closer. "This is stupid!"