Eirwen rocked a devilish smile as her jab hit it's mark, but her sister didn't go down like she'd hoped. And if she didn't go down after that, she was gonna try to give it back to her tenfold. As sisters do. She steeled herself while her sister floundered aside, preparing for the inevitable lunge which came pretty quickly afterward. She'd risen upon her hind legs just a bit when Mairwen came ever closer to her face, lashing out a paw with the aim to smack it only just as Mairwen twisted away, catching nothing but air. Blue eyes widened in surprise before she was slammed into by Mairwen's pale rump, sending her rolling sideways into the water.

She hadn't been prepared to be butt-blasted, that was new. But what was she if not adaptable? Finding her footing on the silt-bottom of the spring she shot back up to her feet, quickly setting her sister in her sights and lunging the tail-length distance now between them. Two could play this game.

The quartz dragoness aimed right for her big head, attempting a fakeout and suddenly twisting around in a tight circle. On the revolution back around she'd let her paw strike out and fly freely with it's weight, attempting to roundhouse slap her right on the side of her face.

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Eirwen vs. Mairwen
Spar (slap time!)
Round 2 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 6 + 3 + 11 + 9

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 1 + 7 + 9 + 18

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[Mature for sexual humor!]


Eirwen's splash into the springs had Mairwen cackling haughtily, her own steadier paws carrying her in a prance as she mocked her sibling.

"Looks like this little pink pussy is all we-" Her words were cut short as the other dragoness struck at her face with a paw just as she'd turned her head in Eirwen's direction. The resulting slap echoed through the springs as well as a squeak from the opal dragoness.

She touched a paw to her cheek, staring at her sister in silence for a few heartbeats before lunging forward alongside the length of Eirwen. Mairwen's own paw struck out, arcing up and falling back down like a blunted guillotine to try and deliver a punishing smack to the quartz Llywellyn's own ass. This was not a playful swat, this was meant to leave a bruise!

"Don't be so barbaric!"


Eirwen vs. Mairwen
Spar
Round 3 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 1 + 18 + 14 + 11

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 2 + 3 + 18 + 20

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 11 + 14 + 19 + 20 + 6

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GUNNER EDIT: added dice roll numbers.

Eirwen just straight up ignored her vulgar reply, though causing her to cut off did bring another devilish grin to the little pink pussy's face. She allowed the sound of the slap to resonate through the springs, standing back for a moment and looking quite proud of herself too.

But of course, Mairwen lunged to her side again. She braced herself and prepared to spring away, but was halted by the sharp pain of her sister's paw stinging across her behind. No claws, but that didn't stop it from stinging on impact. She'd slapped her ass. Hard.

Eirwen's jaw parted to let out an involuntary mix mingling of a gasp and a yelp, blue eyes seeing red.

{THAT. FUCKING. HURTS!} She erupted in a booming snarl, immediately whipping around toward the opaline dragoness and attempting to sink her teeth into her hindquarters rather mercilessly. She put her weight behind it too, also attempting to throw her off balance with a hearty shove.

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Eirwen vs. Mairwen
Spar
Round 3 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 15 + 17 + 14 + 5

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 17 + 11 + 1 + 9

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 19 + 9 + 7 + 3 + 6

MAIRWEN VS. EIRWEN FOR SPAR
— RESULTS —

Mairwen Hits: 0 (no dice) + 3 + 3 + 1 (luck) = 7
Mairwen Dodges: 0 (no dice) + 2 + 2 = 4

Eirwen Hits: 2 + 1 + 3 = 6
Eirwen Dodges: 3 + 1 + 2 = 6

Mairwen Successful Hits: 1
Eirwen Successful Hits: 2

EIRWEN HAS WON THE SPAR!

Please allow the challengers to respond to the fight results first.

The skin on Mairwen's muzzle tightened, pulling taut in a true snarl as she felt teeth, Teeth pierce her flesh!

They dug down into the meat of her rump, the pressure behind them keeping the pain a steady companion before a final shove sent her sprawling onto her side with a screech. She had bitten her ass, bitten it! She could have scarred her!

"What is wrong with you!?" She snarled, dragging herself away from her sibling so she could crane her neck to look at her rump. Sure enough there were twin semicircles of punctures marring her flesh and weeping blood, it bled out into pink across the pale tone of her wet fur. Mairwen's muzzle rumpled further, fangs bared in a vicious snarl before...

"Oh, look what you've done!" Her voice was tearful, matching the frantic glassiness of her pale eyes as she waded further into the water to try and clear away the blood and get a better look. "You've scarred me! This...my fur...it-"

Mairwen inhaled sharply, turning her glare back onto @Eirwen.

"Mother's going to be very displeased with you."

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Mairwen's rump was pulled from her mouth, the irony taste of blood making her smack her lips in distaste. It wasn't that much though, her sister's dramatics only caused her to roll her eyes.

"Oh don't be such a baby, it's not gonna scar." She grumbled, shaking her pink fur in an attempt to smooth herself a bit, now that it was clear she had one this little spat. But with Mairwen's sorrowful gaze and her friendly little reminder that their mother would be displeased with this did make it feel more like a hollow victory. Somewhat. It was mostly overshadowed by enjoying the fact she'd won in general.

Perhaps after some thought she'd find regret. For now, her tail lashed over the water. "Fine! Let her be mad. You almost broke my nose before when you threw a rock at me. Now we're even."

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The opal dragoness sniffed, "It wasn't even that hard! Besides...I wasn't aiming for you so it doesn't count, you just have a big head."

Nevermind that it had been when they were cubs! With the hit to her big dumb head it was a wonder @Eirwen even remembered the incident. Hmph, even Mairwen hadn't remembered it until her sister brought it up again but she distinctly remembered not aiming for her snout but perhaps the quartz dragoness had a skull filled with enough hematite that it actually managed a viable magnetic field.

"This is why you don't stand below-"

A roar cut her off, distant enough to be faint but close enough to hear over the wind. They were being called back to the hoard. Standing up and out of the water, Mairwen padded by Eirwen and shook the water from her fur vigorously.

"You're in troouuuubleeee~" She sang as she began prancing away in the direction of the call, then began bolting only half dried towards their family den. "I'm telling I'm telling I'm telling!"

/exit

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The call had her whipping her head in the other direction, a momentary look of unease crossing her face at the interruption. Only when her sister walked by and pelted her with her run-off water did she whip back around and attempt to swat at her sister again. "Shithead!" She spat, watching her trot off into the distance toward their hoard.

She stood still for a second in hesitation, dreading the conversation she was likely about to have with their mother over this dumb little spat... Yeah. Maybe biting her ass was a little too far. Oh well, she had to own it now. Giving a heavy sigh she finally steeled herself, shaking off her pale pelt and making a slow lope for the family's hoard.

-Exit-

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