Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131215120223/@comment-7497475-20131217091620

Hearing the question, Chamoisee instinctively turned. Realising that the man was looking at her again, she bowed her head in an attempt to hide the scar. Forgetting the Ursa, she wasn't ready for it's large claw to hit her. Tearing into her chest, the force sent her flying again. The blow wasn't serious, mainly hitting the chest guard of Quilled Ire, but clipped her stomach. It had healed by the time she hit the ground, but the wind was knocked out of her.

Wheezing for a moment, Chamoisee started to pull herself up. Only to find another Ursa before her.

Oh no...

It's arm swung at her, the claws embedding into her shoulder. Chamoisee cried out in pain, twisting at the blow.