Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28439145-20171003004547/@comment-28439145-20171010031642

Flute was startled, surprised, taken aback by the strange hostility of her opponent. She stepped back and tripped over a stone, falling over and watching helplessly as Splash charged at her and began to rip at her feathers. Flute screamed. She didn't know what to do. She was uncertain if she should attack or risk dying. She thrashed and screeched as Splash grabbed her by the neck and violently shook her, making her beak knock against itself. "STOP!! STOP!!!!!" she shrieked. Splash didn't seem to hear her, she was too angry to hear. Her eyes had some sort of layer to them that Flute did not understand, nor did she want to. "SPLASH, WHAT ARE YOU DO-"

There was a thump as Flute's head hit the ground hard.

Blood was pouring steadily out of Flute's skull. She felt faint, weak. It was hard to move. Her limbs were going numb more and more as she saw Splash's facial expression turn from angry into dismay, and then to fear as the blood spread further.

And all Flute could hear in her last seconds of conciousness was the crowd cheering, cheering for Splash.

And not for her.