Shifter RPG

"Nope,"
After a pause, he said, "We're going to stop for some soon."

"...good." she said, shifting human. She coughed.

Archaea stopped stone cold.
"...I'm going to the desert to join a tight-knit tribe. It's just..."
He took a moment.
"Mathiarus. The son of Sara, Goddess of Death. That makes him a demi-god of death. Immortal.
"He once told me, just as all other demons, that I have to take care of my mother. I have to protect her. She's pure, I'm a mix. And like a loyal dog, I must protect her. I felt that the only way to do this was to leave..."

Difference had her full interest on what he was saying. "Eh..?" she asked, "What do you mean..?"

"My mother is a purebred bat shifter. Mathiarus is our guardian. He has always felt that bats were more precious than any other shifter. I guess he really took to his mother..."

"Ah, I see what your saying." she said. She almost forgot she was in the presence of a demon.

"But godsdamn it! The second I leave my legs get broken, I-"
Archaea stopped, unsure of what he just heard.

Silently, she shifted wolf. 'An attack...?' she thought.

Aria was quite confused. Two unknown shape-shifters standing at the edge of the desert? Threatening to come in?
She started to draw her knife.

Difference stayed still. She awaited for the attacker...

Aria wondered why the trespassers were not attacking. Did they not know? From her view at the guard post, she could see one was very ready for a battle, while one was calm.
Clutching her vows, she shifted wings and dove toward the other girl.

Difference saw the attacker and evaded in time. (IDEEKAAAYYY)

Archaea jumped back, startled. Then the world went black. "Godsdamn it..."

Aria lunged at the girl again, attacking with her twisted knife.

"Ah, h*** is this?!" She shouted, her shoulder being slashed with the knife. She backed off again, still in wolf shift. She looked over to Zebra who seemed unconscious. "H*** is this?!" she repeated. She attacked.

Aria dodged. She had to destroy the sinner.
She slashed again.

Diff dodged, biting at the girls arm, careful to avoid the weapon she held.

Aria winced and let out a cry of pain as she staggered back. Dropping her weapon, she took a moment to examine her arm. Then she tore a piece of cloth from her already worn sleeve and wrapped it around the wound.
She stood back and locked eyes with her opponent before shifting.

Difference watched, her eyes full of confusion and the exciting thrill of the battle. This would be one of her first real battles, though it was as an outcast not as a soldier in war, she hope she did good. Her grin increased, and she readied herself.

Aria, focused as ever, dashed around the intruder to try to get to their back and slashed.
She didn't prefer this form, since it wasn't as light, but it would have to do.

She dodged, though it slightly hit her. Then, suddenly she flashed out in a fury of mad excitement and bit down hard on the attacker's shoulders, tossing her aside, hard on the ground as fresh blood met her teeth. Adrenaline only lasts so long. Better use it up.

Aria staggered again, trying to stand on the more injured leg. She attempted a lunge for her opponent's throat while she could still stand.

It hit her, but not fatal enough. Atleast, for her to notice. Difference breathed and body slammed into the dragon, hoping to knock it down.

It worked. But Aria stood again, balancing on her hind legs and lunged again for the wolf with both claws and teeth.

Difference flinched for a moment, and the full force hit her body, she struggled out of grip, shaking. She lunged for the attackers neck...

Aria pulled away just in time for the attack. But she didn't miss it completely. It cut just deep enough that it wasn't fatal, but definitely had to be looked at. She shifted human again, tore off another part of her sleeve and wrapped it around her neck before falling into the sand.

Archaea awoke to heavy breathing and the taste of blood.