[Round 2] Raphael Ansoomse vs. Tiela

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Raphael was stumped, how exactly did he get here? He personally hadn't felt like he had much time to process the previous victory, though it was probably a good thing he hadn't for fear of not showing up at all.

Tiela. The name he'd been given before returning to begin round two of the Sky Ceremony. The name was of his next competition, beyond the name he didn't know anymore - what were they like? The dark lion pondered this like he was pondering the meaning of life.

Now it was a waiting game, waiting to see who exactly he or she was.

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Mysses Greenie

Tiela wasn't exactly sure how he had advanced, but here he was.

He inhaled and exhaled a shaky breath before stepping up closer to his opponent. Raphael Ansoome of the Sky Clan. He was darker in pelt, but with wing markings as well. It didn't endear the male to Tiela; his entire childhood had been spent hating his winged markings because they reminded his mother eternally of the male who sired him.

But that was neither here nor there.

Now it was all about proving himself to his mate and securing a place in the pride.

 

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Raph watched as his next opponent approached him. Male, gray and a wing marking painted the back of his pelt - the colors intrigued Raph as he had not seen much of those colors in his life. It was a rapid reminder that he usually met with more naturally toned lions and perhaps it was time for a change.

"Tiela, how are you today?" Of course they would get right into the fighting, but it was still common courtesy, though the darker pelted lion wasn't sure if that still applied in these battles, but he couldn't see why not.

None the less he readied himself for the fight to begin.

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Tiela shook the tension out of his shoulders, and tried his best to smile towards his opponent. It came out as an awkwardly nervous grimace.

"Good...I feel ill, but good."

Probably not the best thing to say, but it was already out.

"Here we go, then." Tiela readied himself and moved forward, raising a paw to strike at Raphael's shoulder.

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Raphael watched his opponent curiously at the admittance of not feeling well, he could certainly use that to his advantage – though of course that wasn’t ideal, his morals were fighting back fiercely at the idea of fighting someone not at their best.

“As you said, here we go.”

It seemed his face was destined for a brutal look by the end of this endeavor as he received a rather hard blow by the extended paw of his opponent, hoping to return the favor he moved into the blow a little to reach around and strike Tielas face – he could taste a hint of coppery blood on his tongue.

“Good shot.” He smiled.

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Mysses Greenie

Fighting with another was a scary thing to Tiela, but it was also one of the funnest things he had ever done. He had never been allowed to do something like this; his mother would have tanned his hide if she knew he was using his physical gifts against another.

He took the blow to his face as gracefully as one could; crying out a little when the initial strike hit him. It took him a while to come back around but when he did he struck back by ramming his shoulder against Raphael's, hoping to knock him over.