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AT voice that sounds with an inkling of his enemy’s tongue, pyry falters in step. it’s disorientating to hear even the slightest of a trikru accent in a land where one has never stepped foot in peace. battle being waged is immediately abandoned & eyes turn to the stranger. he feels as if he’s been placed in a precarious position at the request to spar with an outsider. his attitude towards the woman could influence many of his fellow people if he wishes it to & the weight of the decision easily bears down on him along with all the UNWANTED attention. discomfort surrounding her presence is evident in the air around them, but he cannot refuse her. nia, the queen, has already accepted eira into their nation & so he must, too.
‷ correct. ‴
BRIEF nod of dismissal along with a warning look ( a precaution in case protest ensues ) is given to the grounder who stands opposite to him. there can’t be any harm in testing her skill. after all, the best way to prove your loyalty is through blood. axe points towards the now empty spot before him in invitation.
‷ not at all. ‴
despite the tension lingering heavy in the air, his invitation is a start, and the shorter takes it as an invitation to step towards him. after all, she’s the one who opened the challenge and now that it has been accepted, she intends on following through with it. as she proceeds, eira makes eye contact with no one other than the male she addressed, knowing full well the others are probably less than thrilled with his decision, but it was no matter. should worst come to worst, she was capable of defending herself. still, she voices a short ‘ mochof ‘ in expression of her gratitude for his acceptance, silently hoping the man’s fellow warriors would take it as well.
‘ i’ve heard many great things about you, ‘ comes the woman’s next spoken words, a hint of a smirk on her lips. her own weapon is not drawn until she steps into the spot previously empty, boot crunching against snow. where she’s from, it’s traditional to let the challenger begin, especially if they so happen to be female - but she hopes it’s a display of her trust to gesture for the other to go first. ‘ don’t go easy on me. ‘
i can’t wait for the s3 trailer because i really hope ontari ((the new ice grounder that is supposed to be 100% badass according to interviews))) will be in it.
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Sonja had yet to trust the other, it’s not like she didn’t hate the other’s past clan but still, to betray them. What was stopping her to be a spy? Or quite possibly betraying them? Still though she had walked into her little space and so she spoke out.
“ Do require aid?”
she could feel the other’s eyes on her as she sat, attempting in vain to tend to her own wound. she was no healer, nor had she ever been anything short of a warrior, bred and raised, but she was far too proud to vocally request assistance. however, the fact that the woman had even offered aid had to mean that her efforts to assimilate were beginning to work. and so, for a moment, eira let her pride falter in favor of sitting up straight to reveal the wound, not cringing despite the pain in the process. if eira wished to gain trust, that meant she had to give trust in return, and so she gave the slightest nod. ‘ sha, if you wouldn’t mind. ‘
‘ bellamy. ‘ there’s a certain amusement to her tone as she sheathes her weapon, eyebrows raised thinly. this is not her territory, not anymore. ever since her decision to leave and become a member of the ICE NATION, she was as much a stranger here as the sky people were, but that doesn’t stop the blonde from taking a step forward. ‘ i do not see lexa with you, i trust that doesn’t mean she’s DEAD. ‘
FOR @belomi. ⁾
‘ WHAT must i do to earn your trust? ‘ comes the woman’s question, clear and ringing with such a false display of honesty that she prayed her fellow grounder couldn’t see through. many still saw her as TRIKRU, despite her attempts to assimilate with the ice nation’s culture. and before the ice queen’s very flesh and blood, she made an effort to prove her stance. ‘ i wish to fight for your nomon’s people, have i not made that clear? ‘
FOR @icethrones. ⁾
polished boots pound gratingly against the tiled floor with the haste and agility of a man with a purpose. it’d been a rather uneventful morning until a couple of officers dragged in his latest specimen, just as battered and SAVAGE as the rest of them. analytical eyes study her barbaric state as he paces the perimeter of her container, unable to suppress a disdainful grin from stretching across his lips. the wildest ones always did make for the most fascinating experiments.
crouching down before her cage, he tilts his head carefully and speaks out in a DOMINATING tone understood universally to establish his control over the situation. ❛ screaming in your native tongue is useless here; nobody’s coming for you, and nobody can hear you. so shut the hell up or i swear to god i’ll make this as painful as possible for you. ❜
while growing up, she had heard tales of the MEN THAT LIVED IN THE MOUNTAINS, just as all grounder children did. warnings of what their kind did and what they stood for, but never did eira imagine ending up as one of their prisoners. the embarrassment that came with such a capture was almost worse than the grim reality of her predicament as the man finally approached her and began speaking, harsh and threatening words that despite her own language, she fully understood. ‘ SHOF OP, ‘ the threat is hissed out in her native language, merely to spite him. his words meant nothing to her, a woman raised with the strength of a warrior. she leaned forward, blood boiling. this man should be glad that there were bars of steel separating him or her hands would have already been around his neck, and she made that much clear by the way her glare settled directly onto him, and she spit at his face. ‘ stupid, disgusting MAN, ‘ she finally spoke in english, a slight accent behind her words, making it clear that she wasn’t some mere docile woman or specimen to be toyed with.
FOOTSTEPS TREADED CAREFULLY through the woodsy area that she had once called home, a place she had not returned since her decision to ( leave ) and she knows well to be careful. trikru does not take kindly to TRAITORS, and while it’s not a fight she’s looking for here, spear is still holstered at her side, the cold and pointed tip glinting under the sun’s unforgiving rays, and she wouldn’t be against protecting herself if the need arose. instead, she made sure to stick the shadows, using the trees as coverage. however, despite her BEST EFFORTS, it becomes more apparent that she is not alone, and so she steps out of hiding, hand itching for her spear but making no movement to grab it - a display that she meant no harm. ‘ show yourself . ‘
FOR @imqetuous. ⁾
SHE REMEMBERED RUNNING. running, though her spear was no true match for man's gun, and as she awoke in a cold cage, she felt the blood still-seeping from the wound in her side. when it came to fight or flight instinct, the grounder immediately fought, pale hands wrapped tightly around the steel bars and shook them to no avail. groans of pain and shouts of her own people echoed around the large chamber, sending a chill down her spine. when she heard the tell-tale signs of someone walking, boots clacking against floor that stood out against even the loudest cries, bruised and bloodied knuckles once more shook the bars of the cage vigorously, hoping to garner the most attention. ‘ hei! ‘ she shouted, loud and indignant, directly in the male’s direction. ‘ odon hir! ‘
FOR @dangerknocking. ⁾
hello everyone! i’m really excited about this oc. though she is still under major construction at the moment, you can read her basics by clicking the third link on my page. in the meantime, you can give this post a like for a starter because i want to start exploring her character.
she’s watching from a COMFORTABLE DISTANCE as he practices, one of the queen’s warriors. as she watched the way things worked in this nation, she had heard his name spoken numerous times - PYRY. he seemed to be highly respected among his people, and the plan set in her mind was simple. if she could gain his respect, she’d be able to gain the respect of others who still merely saw her as TRIKRU. and so she stepped forward, brushing past the men gathered watching him with surprising ease and confidence. ‘ hei ! ‘ she called out, tongue sharp, with a hint of her woods clan accent coming through. ‘ it is pyry, CORRECT? ‘ comes her question, harmless in nature, as spear is removed from its holster at her side. ‘ mind if i try? ‘
FOR @icewrought. ⁾
i would rather be her. she is formidable.