people piss you off, some you say you love
While Aisha and her companion weren't successful in catching or disabling any of the birds, their plan worked well enough to protect each other. Sometimes, especially in a real battle, that's all one could hope for. In this case, it only served to piss her off further, and by the time Deimos called off his feather minions, her tails was flicking dangerously, lip curling.
Take a break, Aisha was just fine with that, flopping onto her chest and kneading her paws into the ground. Tail still flicking, mouth open in a soft pant, she glanced around to see the others. Rance had gone to preen, Oliver bore an image of irritation she surely related to. It seemed this training was more difficult than they'd all expected. After a couple more moments to relax, she felt her frustration stemming, and excitement for the next chorus replaced it.
A game of capture the flag, Aisha liked the sound of that. And to test her abilities as a shifter against those with magic, something she hadn't yet done but was ready to try. Team blue it was, though she favored red and gave only a slight snort at the decision, she stood and padded to her side. Rance turned to her, this time unleashing his plan before she could. Usually one to take charge, she opted to do as he said, just to see how it turned out.
"Sounds good, you go for the flag, I'll stay back and guard," she agreed, falling into a predators pace in front of the blue pennant.
Aisha agrees to Rance's plan, and stays on their side of the field guarding their flag.
Take a break, Aisha was just fine with that, flopping onto her chest and kneading her paws into the ground. Tail still flicking, mouth open in a soft pant, she glanced around to see the others. Rance had gone to preen, Oliver bore an image of irritation she surely related to. It seemed this training was more difficult than they'd all expected. After a couple more moments to relax, she felt her frustration stemming, and excitement for the next chorus replaced it.
A game of capture the flag, Aisha liked the sound of that. And to test her abilities as a shifter against those with magic, something she hadn't yet done but was ready to try. Team blue it was, though she favored red and gave only a slight snort at the decision, she stood and padded to her side. Rance turned to her, this time unleashing his plan before she could. Usually one to take charge, she opted to do as he said, just to see how it turned out.
"Sounds good, you go for the flag, I'll stay back and guard," she agreed, falling into a predators pace in front of the blue pennant.
Aisha agrees to Rance's plan, and stays on their side of the field guarding their flag.
AISHA
