Ooh for the first sentence asks - "You can run, but there's nowhere for you to go!"
Fae stared down at her opponent from the arena’s fake trees, listening to his taunts. She couldn’t tell this time, whether he was acting or truly intended to fight to the death. Hardly ever was there a fighter that wasn’t trying to deceive the audience on some level, to put on a good show for self preservation- herself included. She shuffled her wings gently in preparation to strike, as the one below passed the tree she was in. She braced herself for the bloody retaliation that was sure to follow- and dived down with an exaggerated, feral snarl and ragged nails outstretched.













