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Today had not been the best day for Harper, that's for sure. It was supposed to be just a simple day of questing, just scaring away some wolves who had been bothering merchants on a path nearby. No need to kill any of them, only those who refused to leave. Nothing that Harper couldn't handle after what she had already gone through in Terrasphere. Everything was suited to be just a relaxing day of training... Well, there was one thing wrong. A dull, lasting sensation of pain on the tip of her fingers that she had no idea of the origin. As she got closer to the quest area, the sensation got worse and worse, but Harper decided to ignore it for now.
"Must've hurt something after yesterday. At least it doesn't hurt that much yet..." She'd note to herself, inspecting her right hand as she held it in front of her face. It would probably be best to look into it once she was back in town, as she probably could get something from the local herbalist to help with it. But now, she needed to deal with the problem at hand.
And by the sound of growling nearby, maybe the problem had found her first.
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After dealing with the wolves, Harper would take a deep breath. While she did drive them out quite easily, the pain was starting to get unbearable. She figured it was best to get back to the nearest town, but unfortunately, she wouldn't have the chance. Brief as her scuffle was, it had attracted the unwanted attention of the worst kind. The beastkin would barely have enough time to react to the sound of rustling leaves before having to roll out of the way of a massive paw aiming to knock her head clean off. A bear had come to check the commotion and it had stumbled upon the tigress. Cursing her luck, Harper would stand her ground and enter a combat stance as she unleashed her retractable claws. Once she did so, however, the pain spiked up tremendously.
"N-Ngh?!" Caught by surprise, the girl would lose her focus once more. This time however the bear would not give her much leeway as the beastkin was hauled backward from a claw strike she barely managed to block with her arm. Rolling on the ground for a moment, she would quickly catch her footing as she shot a quick glance at her claws... Only to whimper in frustration as the realization dawned on her once she saw that a few were missing.
She knew that this would eventually happen. After all, she did choose this trait. But in a way she had mentally convinced herself that there was no way she was actually going to have to deal with it mid-combat. What were the chances? Turns out they were realistic enough, as Harper was painfully figuring out. Grasping her blocking arm, which now had a small gash from the bear's offense, she would try her best to think of a way to get out of this, but both the realization that she wasn't about to magically out-run a bear and the increasing pain didn't help that a lot.
"D-Darn... This can't be happening, shit! Gah!" One thing was very, very clear in her mind though: She was in a lot of trouble.
Harper's Sheet
Bear
❰ 4 / 4 ❱
@Ueno Mizuki
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