Fuyuki VS Krael

“What the fuck!!”

Krael spun this way and that, taking in his surroundings. For one, there was grass, for two, he could see the sky. He paused, as the fresh air hit him. That’s new! Sniffing the air, his muscles taunt, he suddenly let out a yell, a grin spreading across his face. Jumping into a sprint, he raced across the grass on all fours, his bare forearms and legs ripping through the grass. Exhilaration overwhelmed his mind as this new and strange scenery stole his heart. Not caring how he got here or why, all that mattered was that he was there.

The grass soon ended in a huge cliff. Pausing at the base, Krael looked up, apprehension slipping in. Wow, that was big. Very big. And so high. He felt fear creeping up on him and he shook himself. What’s a huge pile of rocks got on him! He can climb to the very top if he wanted to, there was nothing to be afraid of! Emboldened, he charged up, his claws and muscles helping him up the steep side. Only slipping a couple times, his success soon went to his head, and all that was in his mind at the time was climbing higher and higher.

Then he heard a voice.

“Wow, never seen someone so hairy before.”

Krael’s head snapped up and he took in the ugliest creature he ever saw. Hairless except the mop on his head, the person vaguely reminded him of a younger Surren, what with the white hair, pointed ears, and tall stature. All that he was missing were the wings and the dark eyes. “You related to Surren?” Krael snapped at the thing. His scent was like no other animal familiar to the cat either.

“Who?” The person stood, having the higher ground over Krael. The cat crouched, glaring up at the other who laughed, “You look like a little kitten down there.” The person frowned, “Actually you look a lot like a little kitten.”

Krael hissed, “Big words coming from someone who- who doesn’t even- you know! What are you supposed to be a- uhh…” Krael scowled as the insult wouldn’t come to mind. He was so off today! “Nevermind, you’re strange looking and in my way so if you don’t mind-”

“I’m an elf, what are you supposed to be?” The ‘elf’ stepped down closer to Krael to get a better look. “Like an elf and a cat had a baby or something.”

“What the fuck is an elf?” Krael snapped, backing up. There was something strange about this person, some feeling Krael wasn’t familiar with. It was making him nervous.

“You’re a long way from home, little kitty,” the elf drawled. “Name’s Fuyuki, an Aerial elf in the Eyrden army,” Fuyuki held out his hand to shake, then thought better of it. “Oh, and I wouldn’t step there if I were you.”

Too late. Krael backed away from the elf’s hand, only to be suddenly thrown high into the air. Letting out a shriek, he twisted his body then landed on his hands and feet, glaring at Fuyuki, “What the fuck was that!” To his utter annoyance, Fuyuki the elf was laughing at him.

“That was hilarious! All cats land on their feet!” Holding his stomach, Fuyuki was doubled over with laughter. “You should’ve seen your face, it was like a Minotaur stepped on your tail!”

Krael had enough. Bunching up his legs, he sprang at the elf, ready to rip his laughing face off. The elf’s eyes widened in shock momentarily, but he easily flipped back, dodging Krael’s claws. Not giving up, the cat scrambled over a rock and launched at Fuyuki. Letting out a laugh, the elf jumped to a safe distance and was pleased to see Krael shot up into the air again by another one of his wind traps. Savoring the sight of the cat creature twisting in the air then landing on all fours, he didn’t react quickly enough to the cat’s third attack.

Krael’s claws slashed across Fuyuki’s arm. Clenching his other hand over the wound, Fuyuki jumped back to higher ground, seeing the mindless fury in Krael’s snarl. Unsure if he’d get away with his life if he kept playing with the cat person, he kept jumping higher and higher, always a step in front of the cat.

“Can’t bother to have a REAL fight?!” Krael snarled. Changing tactics, he turned, finding a better path that wasn’t too close to the elf. Following him only got Krael thrown in the air, so he had to be smart. This was just like using the arena as a weapon! To his right, Fuyuki was climbing up the cliff, so light and agile on his feet it just made Krael mad. Trying to keep ahead of the elf, he spotted a large overhanding rock and leapt.

Fuyuki stopped, watching the cat’s impressive leap. It latched onto the rock, and then scrambled up, turning to glare gloatingly down at the elf, reveling in the fact he now had the higher ground. Fuyuki knew he was in trouble, but he always got out of it with minor damage. Grinning at the challenge, he raced up to meet the cat.

Krael bunched his muscles, every inch of him screaming to tackle the elf and tear him to shreds, but he had to be patient. His eyes never leaving the elf, he felt his mouth water with anticipation. Now! He launched off of the rock and flew at Fuyuki. The elf stopped and pulled back his hands and wind snapped around them, sending fear suddenly in the cat. Whatever that was was going to tear him apart!

Both misjudged each other’s momentum, and Krael slammed into the elf before Fuyuki could release the summoned wind. Krael’s weight sent them both tumbling down the cliff, Fuyuki knowing that could be more dangerous than any wild cat person trying to bite his throat. Feeling Krael’s claws latch onto his cloak, he tried to regain control over his fall but the cat’s hind legs slammed into his own legs, sending sharp pain as the crashed against the ground. Rolling to a halt on a stretch of level land, Fuyuki knew his legs were hurt bad. Momentarily free of the elf, he struggled to stand, but was forced on the ground as Krael jumped onto his back. He felt the cat’s hot breath breathe into his ear.

“I win!” Krael gleefully pointed out. Tightening his grip on the elf’s cloak, he pulled him back, his other claws going for his throat. Suddenly, he heard a shrike and a huge weight threw him off of the elf. Confused and disoriented, a large animal flew at him, Krael sensing its fury.

“Llirida!” Fuyuki shouted, watching his bonded griffin attack the cat, driving it away from him. Using the cliff to pull himself up, he realized at least one of his legs were broken. He looked back at Llirida and saw that being attacked by the griffin was putting Krael into even more of a frenzy. On his back, his hind legs were tearing at Llirida’s underbelly, his hands latched onto her neck, not letting go as she tried to extricate herself from him. “C’mon get away from him!” He could almost feel when she received a wound, and stumbled towards her.

Krael could hardly think straight, all he knew was that he was going to die if he didn’t kill this thing. Terrified and not knowing what this creature was, half lion, half bird, he just wanted to kill it! It beat its wings, and the gust of air from them knocked Krael back. Stumbling, he didn’t see the griffin’s forelegs lash out at him. Yelling out as the pain laced across his chest, he turned and bolted, instinct causing him to flee. He heard the creature coming after him until the elf called out, “Llirida, let it go!”

Not looking back, Krael raced back down the cliff, the pain pumping adrenaline into his muscles. He made it to the grass and kept running, waiting to be returned to familiar territory. Instead he found a hole to hide in. Curling up into a ball, he tending his wounds and then went to slept. When he woke, he did not recall what he did the other day, and went about Ares’ Disciples territory training for the next tournament fight.