(Apologies in advance if I didn't characterize Ace right-
I tried my best to write it based of hiss bio ^^'
Also I hope this was alright in general!! ♥)
I tried my best to write it based of hiss bio ^^'
Also I hope this was alright in general!! ♥)
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_______________________ __________________________STARLING |
VS |
ACE
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A silence had set as the Wildclaw eyed the Skydancer, his shimmering irises peering at the heat-colored dragon as they stood across from Starling. The Wildclaw tapped his find claws against the stone floor of which they stood on, his muscles shifting faintly as he tried to understand how the other would move and react before they lunged, however when no success was received he supposed a less aggressive approach was more fitting than a violent one. His once hunched over posture disappeared instantly as he straightened himself out, pushing his goggles to his forehead so the Skydancer could see the friendliness in his eyes.
"I must say, you've dressed yourself quite... uniquely." In a way, he found himself finding the statement hypocritical but, nonetheless, he knew his words would have to flow more effectively if he wanted to play a passive card. "I'm not saying unique is a bad thing- It's just honestly surprising to find someone wearing so little that can make it work so well." From what he could see, the flattery wasn't working as well as he hoped, but it managed to strike up some conversation rather than a battle.
"I could say the same for you, Carpenter. You've managed to jumble yourself in what would seem like a fashion disaster and make it work to a T." Ace spoke in a smooth manner, that it almost surprised Starling with how well he could place his speech, however, it was set in a tone that almost sounded insulting. Ouch. He supposed his outfit was fairly extreme, but it felt appropriate enough seeing as he worked with repairing the ship in its entirety. The electricity from his boots flickered faintly to the shift in his emotions, however, he did his best to smile in an attempt to calm the small twitch that had begun at the tip of his tail.
A light-hearted chuckle escaped the Wildclaw as he took a few steps forward, the Skydancer seeming to relax faintly as the chuckle calmed whatever nerves had been sent haywire from the small talk. Starling took notice of the Skydancer's posture shifting, the feathered quadruped almost appearing to become arrogant now that there was some established trust. This notion or established trust quickly dissipated, however, as Ace quickly lunged forward to strike at the Wildclaw. He had to admit, he wasn't expecting the other to see through his attempts to get close enough to win the duel in a few easy and well-placed hits, however, he supposed he shouldn't expect all of his enemies to be so easily fooled. Skydancers were known for being cunning, so having his plans seen through should have been an obvious flaw.
Starling managed to barely move out of the way, Ace's claws barely grazing his left wing as he moved, knowing the battle was now beginning with a more violent approach. From an outside perspective, it would almost appear the two were performing a dance: heads raised, feet moving in quick but precise ways, claws barely grazing flesh. The site was one to behold, that was until Starling managed to land a hit on the Skydancer. There was a cry as Ace flapped his wings in a labored manner, the dance breaking as one of the participants dashed away quickly to inspect the damage.
Starling had only grazed the other with his barbaric claws on Ace's lower neck, however, the stinging feeling was enough to distract the Skydancer from the Wildclaw closing in. Ace had no time to react as the Wildclaw screeched before leaping into the air, plummeting down onto Ace and placing jagged claws near the thin flesh just under the Skydancer's jaw. Starling, his sneer fading in an instant, chuckled half-heartedly as he looked at the angered dragon below him before stepping off of Ace carefully to ensure no other damage was done.
"Well, I suppose that declares me winner... no?"
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