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Victory. Spelled out in a spray of blood as her teeth tore through the flesh of his cheek, the pair of them breaking apart at last. She hardly felt the last tears of her shoulder and front limb against his fangs and claws, elated as her bloodied claws replanted to the earth. The gods had christened her in blood, the Summit remained sanctified. Keeping her focus on the would-be usurper for the moment, she would spare @Adeodatus a last few words, if only because he had managed to put up a hell of a fight. “Deny the gods, and they will deny you.”
Turning away from the ruby eyed demon, Morrigan was at last able to take in the carnage she had commanded. She would look to each fight in turn, many of them bloodier than the last and nearly none of her own kingdom remained out of the fight. Blessedly, Morrigan would find her beloved @Talisa ♔ untouched so far. She would move to her first as blood still dripped down the side of her skull from split ear, staining the ivory fur of her jowls as ruby as her fallen opponent’s eyes. “For you, mein Herz.”
Her voice was as soft as it could be and still be heard over the sounds of battle and bloodshed as she bent to place a needing nuzzle to her wife’s gilded face. “Stay safe,” she would say before forcing herself to pull away. Celebrations would have to wait. There was a war on. Turning, Morrigan moved toward the nearest open space in the arena. @Valhalla seemed to be enjoying himself as he watched war spread like wildfire around his glowing form, made all the more obvious in the moonlight. @Archaic and @Aryana were proving their loyalty through violence.
@Fernweh was defending herself but Morrigan couldn't help but regret that András was not with her. Then again... it would have proven the ultimate test of where his loyalties lie. Perhaps he would still show. There was still plenty of moonlight left for warmongering. Even @Ronin seemed to be fighting for Morrigan. Or at least for the Summit, only making it that much easier to assure herself he no longer supported the enemy. @Azanty appeared to be being harassed by one of the Mire youth, but @Valkravn was there to remind the girl of her place.
Three of their children were already fighting as well, @Penrose, @Cassandra, and @Isla ♔ all striking pride in her heart, as well as her newfound cousins. @Caltáriel was fighting @Alaric himself while @Erras fought a woman Morrigan knew to be one of Alaric’s most long standing loyal hounds. So many others. They had nearly all answered her call, and that was only so far. It was a powerful feeling compounded with what Morrigan saw as her true crowning moment. @Parvati was being harried by a young lion from the Mire. Prince @Luther. She remembered Sahir's greeting to him at the Passage. Alaric's son.
But it seemed one of his own lionesses was... defending the passive Barony? Through the dull ache still ringing in her skull, Morrigan would do her best to remember @Wither's face. @Amara and @Gauthier ♔ watched her battle together and as her gaze rested on them for a moment she would remember that they had at least not directly set their own hounds upon hers. Amara had never been the type to sit out on a good war if she had reason to be involved. She couldn't assume the same of Gauthier, but it was information all the same.
And was that @Fallon watching as well? Morrigan hadn't seen the young woman for quite some time, but she was glad to see her now in good health.
She spotted @Reine on the outskirts, but her youngest daughter seemed to be taken aback by the bloodshed in front of her. Morrigan would not fault her for it, and thankfully a yearling boy who looked very much like Roan would join her, giving the bloodstained monarch some peace of mind. @Virgil watched her at the edges of the melee as well but there was a light in her little wolf's face that told her he was by no means avoiding the fighting. Only waiting his turn perhaps. She flashed him a bloody grin before swinging away.
Bleeding from multiple gashes, it would have been more prudent to seek out a healer first, but that had never really been her style, had it? She would at least chuff for @Eyvindr if he was nearby. Archaic was already present, thakfully, but surely the Skagos titan wouldn't want to miss out on both being useful as a healer and tearing into some Rike flesh. @Revna was already partaking, Morrigan guessed. As her herself? They could heal her when she was finished.
Instead of medical care, she searched for anyone else who might wish to partake in the strength of the Illyrians. “Come on then!” she roared, “Who else wants to be king?” Her throne may have been secured for the moment, but Morrigan hadn’t had her fill of swamp tinged blood just yet. Claws still stained crimson flexed into the stony earth at her paws as muscles twitched with equal parts exhaustion and exhilaration. Her broad chest heaved but mismatched eyes were pools of molten silver and amethyst as she swept the battlefield for someone who would answer her defiance.
morrigan is looking for another fight! as per war rules she is free to be attacked! (sammiie/valaine have called dibs >D)
Turning away from the ruby eyed demon, Morrigan was at last able to take in the carnage she had commanded. She would look to each fight in turn, many of them bloodier than the last and nearly none of her own kingdom remained out of the fight. Blessedly, Morrigan would find her beloved @Talisa ♔ untouched so far. She would move to her first as blood still dripped down the side of her skull from split ear, staining the ivory fur of her jowls as ruby as her fallen opponent’s eyes. “For you, mein Herz.”
Her voice was as soft as it could be and still be heard over the sounds of battle and bloodshed as she bent to place a needing nuzzle to her wife’s gilded face. “Stay safe,” she would say before forcing herself to pull away. Celebrations would have to wait. There was a war on. Turning, Morrigan moved toward the nearest open space in the arena. @Valhalla seemed to be enjoying himself as he watched war spread like wildfire around his glowing form, made all the more obvious in the moonlight. @Archaic and @Aryana were proving their loyalty through violence.
@Fernweh was defending herself but Morrigan couldn't help but regret that András was not with her. Then again... it would have proven the ultimate test of where his loyalties lie. Perhaps he would still show. There was still plenty of moonlight left for warmongering. Even @Ronin seemed to be fighting for Morrigan. Or at least for the Summit, only making it that much easier to assure herself he no longer supported the enemy. @Azanty appeared to be being harassed by one of the Mire youth, but @Valkravn was there to remind the girl of her place.
Three of their children were already fighting as well, @Penrose, @Cassandra, and @Isla ♔ all striking pride in her heart, as well as her newfound cousins. @Caltáriel was fighting @Alaric himself while @Erras fought a woman Morrigan knew to be one of Alaric’s most long standing loyal hounds. So many others. They had nearly all answered her call, and that was only so far. It was a powerful feeling compounded with what Morrigan saw as her true crowning moment. @Parvati was being harried by a young lion from the Mire. Prince @Luther. She remembered Sahir's greeting to him at the Passage. Alaric's son.
But it seemed one of his own lionesses was... defending the passive Barony? Through the dull ache still ringing in her skull, Morrigan would do her best to remember @Wither's face. @Amara and @Gauthier ♔ watched her battle together and as her gaze rested on them for a moment she would remember that they had at least not directly set their own hounds upon hers. Amara had never been the type to sit out on a good war if she had reason to be involved. She couldn't assume the same of Gauthier, but it was information all the same.
And was that @Fallon watching as well? Morrigan hadn't seen the young woman for quite some time, but she was glad to see her now in good health.
She spotted @Reine on the outskirts, but her youngest daughter seemed to be taken aback by the bloodshed in front of her. Morrigan would not fault her for it, and thankfully a yearling boy who looked very much like Roan would join her, giving the bloodstained monarch some peace of mind. @Virgil watched her at the edges of the melee as well but there was a light in her little wolf's face that told her he was by no means avoiding the fighting. Only waiting his turn perhaps. She flashed him a bloody grin before swinging away.
Bleeding from multiple gashes, it would have been more prudent to seek out a healer first, but that had never really been her style, had it? She would at least chuff for @Eyvindr if he was nearby. Archaic was already present, thakfully, but surely the Skagos titan wouldn't want to miss out on both being useful as a healer and tearing into some Rike flesh. @Revna was already partaking, Morrigan guessed. As her herself? They could heal her when she was finished.
Instead of medical care, she searched for anyone else who might wish to partake in the strength of the Illyrians. “Come on then!” she roared, “Who else wants to be king?” Her throne may have been secured for the moment, but Morrigan hadn’t had her fill of swamp tinged blood just yet. Claws still stained crimson flexed into the stony earth at her paws as muscles twitched with equal parts exhaustion and exhilaration. Her broad chest heaved but mismatched eyes were pools of molten silver and amethyst as she swept the battlefield for someone who would answer her defiance.
