Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171024033731/@comment-28358106-20171108045036

(S9/Lil) Two balloons are popped with a rather remarkable throw of a stone. The little plate dumps the cake over and it tumbles down, hitting the ground with a sad, wet noise.

-splk-

The remaining two balloons, now free, rise and float away, taking the plate with them.

It's over before anyone has time to react.

Tirush looks at the remains of the cake on the ground. Silently, she lifts Lilrava off of her back and sets her down.

"It seems you must avenge your fallen meal, little raven. I shall find the meek and gain my kill." She leans in and gives her a stern eye. "Do not interfere."

She launches into the air, her wings pumping to gain altitude. When she is several hundred feet high, she begins canvassing in the direction of the Dwarf and her Mech, silently riding the currents, looking for what she believes to be a small opponent.

Her eyes widen when she sees what it really is.

''That is a meek? What manner of strangeness is this?'' She thinks to herself as she circles. Then, she spots the Dwarf.

Tucking her wings in she dives at a slant, coming in at a sharp, deadly angle.