Boss Battle

in my thoughts i have seen rings of smoke through the trees, & the voices of those who stand looking. Blood trickled down Otem's dirt-coloured body, dotting the ground below. As shock began its magical ability to numb the pain, the girl had the most ridiculous thought: think of all the flowers Tamlin could grow if he were here.  Really it was only Pandora's screech of outrage as a few of her tail features were deftly removed from her body by an arch of claws which caught her completely off guard, that brought the filly's attention back to the task at hand. Had Otem been her usual self, she might have continued to flit and fly above the creature. But the weighty-feeling that the Rift had imposed on her body combined with the horrifyingly open wound the creature had opened up was going to make it difficult to remain airborne for much longer. The girl's mind reeled with possibilities. If this really was the magnamite meatus, then she couldn't just let it slink back into the shadows. It was thanks to Pandora rather than any awareness on Otem's part that the filly learned that the creature below was likely blind. Although the Rift had often made mental speech between the girl and owl problematic, Pandora could nevertheless thrust images into her bonded's mind. With a burst of energy caused by an unhealthy mixture of panic, anxiety, and pain, Otem suddenly shot towards the ground, to where a bloody piece of her body lay spat out on the soil. "HEY." She yelled, her voice filled with childish triumph. "YOU MISSED A PIECE." Otem pranced near the slobbery and bloody piece of herself, not trying to disguise her movements at all. If the creature was blind, then it had some other way of locating food. The only sense Otem could think of was sound, for she'd never met any creatures that could see based on echo location, or anything similiar.  This was the plan: Otem would make noise to get the creature to come towards her. Her thought was that it would take the easy meal on the ground - the bit it had already bitten from her body - rather than trying to break off another piece of her. But, just in case she was wrong about that, her wings were splayed and ready to lift her ever-increasingly-weighty body off the ground. Pandora meanwhile would fly as soundlessly as possible (and thanks to her heavily feathered body, she really was capable of being quite silent), and would try and gauge the back of the creature's head with her talons. That seemed like a fairly painful spot, didn't it?  "BET I TASTE REAL GOOD." She continued taunting. Ready, set, go.

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