lupei
What the truth is, I can't say anymore
His entire being is eaten up with frenzied excitement. The mad dash through the Jungle had been just about as close to insane as Lupei had ever wanted to get, something of a mental bucket list. It had left him frothing at the mouth, fur slick with perspiration from his journey there. He pads now, lengthy strides still carrying him at a regular pace, but his tongue lolls to the side in a quick attempt to cool his burning insides. He knows that what he’s done can never be forgiven - he’s gotten his wish, after all, his five seconds of fame. That fame will cost him, the sisters were merciless. So as he makes his way through the woods, the stench of smoke and ash stinging his nostrils, he’s not surprised to find a flying tiger whiz over his head.
The Chamber is chaos, but that’s what Straia had wanted, no? To turn the tables of peace and negotiation on their heads? She had certainly gotten her wish too. The air around him simmers, a lone, narrow path forming the only way in and out of his home kingdom now. There was no escaping his attacker from within. Lupei had never liked playing hide-and-seek as a foal anyways, now that he recalls it. He’d always been more of a … truth or dare kind of guy. His eyes search the blackened sky, finding the metal-winged creature screaming her rage at him. He smirks, morphing to his regular form so that he can buffer her much larger size. Lupei knows that what he’s done is enough already - but still, he finds it hard to keep his mouth shut.
“Fucking is never a mistake.” He calls out, watching her ready for the attack. “Come closer and I’ll show you.” The stallion taunts, and without hesitation the magician lunges with claws at the ready. Her nails bite deep and he rears, yanking his head away from the threat of her teeth. She’s got grip, her hind legs digging across his chest in deep rivulets. The flesh rips free easily, flecking to the ground in ribbons of bloody mess as Lupei swings his body around haphazardly. In the moment, he ignites - entire horse form consumed by his most powerful weapon - choosing to try and singe some of the big cats fur before she can combat it. The she-tiger mauls him, bathing him in his own blood while he shifts his weight and loses his footing.
The two crash to the earth, Lupei throwing his weight to her side so that he could collapse on top of her. His screams are guttural, broken. The Chamber, wreathed in flame, echoes his cries against her blackened trunks.
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