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Faction New Blood // Inaugural Trials


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Returning to the boy, Kivah took her hatchet like ax back and set to work on her own Tuk'ata's mangled head. She had no small amount of experience butchering animals with her father or when hunting alone, but this beast was unlike others before. Scales that robbed the blow of power unless struck from the side, and a thick leathery hide. Still, she was soon through and set the head aside to dismember a foreleg at the shoulder joint, eventually working it free from the socket with a few good hits at the joint and a few cracking snaps followed by a loud pop as she twisted the limb free after cutting the meet clear of the joint. "I think you're right about seeing how it tastes. And even if it's bad, a claw or two would make a fairly neat trophy."

Settling the muscular limb over her right shoulder, Kivah casually let the head dangle from her other hand by its dislocated and mangled mouth, leaving little doubt in anyone who saw her just how she'd killed it. "If you're good, let's head back," she offered to Micah, before starting the trek back to the mouth of the Valley of Dark Lords. Once again, the helmet of her suit folded shut around her head, keeping the sand and grit out of her nose and eyes.

As they walked, Kivah kept a wary eye out for poachers looking to steal their trophies. Her eyes scanning the dark crevices and walls for hidden danger and any extra footprints the winds hadn't scoured away along the valley floor. Idly, she wondered what it'd be like to fly between the steep cliffs and around the sharp corners, and decided to see if she could get permission to fly the Reaper Kai on a lap or two. Probably not, as many times as the place had been bombed, the last thing the teachers probably wanted was a careless student rounding a corner right into a statue of Sith Lord Nargally Doom or whoever. Under her helmet, the Udyr began absorbing the spilled Tuk'ata blood alongside her own along her fingers and the surface of the suit. More nutrients to replace what the biosuit needed to heal itself.
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