Crystal Vs. Muenster

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A light but cold drizzle is falling on the dirt road, turning the surface to slick mud. Crystal is sitting at the base of a tree, trying to shield herself from the wait. She's impatiently cutting off a patch of the tree's bark as she watches the dirt road for any signs of the fox.

Muenster comes up the road from the Gull and grins, perhaps slightly drunk as he chuckles dryly at nothing, his tail moves back and forth behind him.

Crystal is grumbling about the rain when she suddenly stops dead in her tracks, seeing her prey. She pulls out her other dagger, readying them for the fight ahead. She forgets about the poison she prepared for this occasion in her haste. She waits for him to come a little closer before speaking, though not moving, trying to stay hidden, "If ya value yer life you'll stop, fox. Drop yer weapons." she says.

Muenster ears move as he hears the voice, he smirks "Life...we all have one, then it is lost or ends in one form or another...and no one tells me what to do, I command others." He keeps alert as he speaks and sniffs the air and smiles coldly.

Crystal raises an eyebrow, knowing that he can't see it, "No one tells ya what ta do, eh?" she's going to enjoy taking this overconfident fox down, "Supposed ta take ya alive, but ye've given me no reason to so far."

Muenster smirks "Alive and ta where my good Miss... perhaps I will take you but I don't need a captive, have a couple already and one I grow bored of, yet one is helpful...healers so hard to find."

Crystal already knows about the captives, so this is no shock to her, "I'd like ta see you try to take me, fox." she says as she slinks slowly to the right, trying to get behind him, her tail swaying behind her.

Muenster keeps alert as he takes his sword and twirls it, he grins "Here kitty kitty kitty..." he chuckles coldly as he listens for sounds and movement carefully, "Come out and play"

Crystal keeps moving to the right, only slightly startled that he could tell she was a cat just by her voice. Maybe he'd be more challenging than she thought. She slips quietly into the ditch to one side of the road, her next move was the hard one, where'd she'd have to move onto the open road, then try to get behind him.

Muenster hisses low as he knows she is moving and the wind goes against him, he then relaxes and closes his eyes ears perking and sniffs the air, blade held in his paws ready to strike when needed.

Crystal slips cautiously onto the open road, staying low to the ground and allowing the darkness to conceal here as she creeps ever closer to her targets. The only thing that worries her is the barely audible squelch of her boots in the mud. She just hopes he doesn't hear. Her blades are ready either way.

Muenster lets her get closer as he focuses on the sound of wet footpaws in the mud and then quick as lightning he spins around and goes to take a swing towards where she might be and smiles coldly.

Crystal yelps lightly, and pulls her blades up to block the sword stroke, though the force of it sends her sliding backwards in the mud. She grunts and reverses her grip on one of the daggers, holding it point down, and then unleashes a quick whirlwind of slashes, using both daggers independently to strike in different places.

Muenster grins as he manages to block a couple moves and twirl the blade, he goes to slices at an arm or a thigh, and a small cut ends up on his elbow as he then goes to kick out at the cat with one of his legs.

Crystal slides her footpaws to avoid the kick, knowing it would have been her downfall, but catches a slice on her arm, tearing her sleeve and immediately flowing blood down her arm, mixed with the cold rainwater. The cat drives one paw forward, attempting a stab at him. Her other blade waits to parry other swings. She struggles with her footing in the mud, but manages to avoid a topple.

Muenster grins at the cat as he watches her, he goes to angle his sword and go for a slice at the cat's side again looking to draw blood, The blade manages to slice at his arm as he goes, the mud looks to have ice in it some as he slips a little as well and almost falls on his face.

The fox's slash connects and draws blood, but isn't deep enough to be fatal, and didn't have enough force in it to crack ribs. She steadies herself and slashes with both blades at his chest and neck while he's slightly off guard, hoping to finish this now.

Muenster moves backwards as the blade slides just over his neck, the other blade moves across his chest area and cuts into his thick cloak and tunic and shows a hint of thick leather, but its cut some too, he rolls onto his side and goes to make a kick towards the cats footpaws as he starts to sit up.

Crystal smiles as her blade hits the fox and he falls, but it's instantly replaced by an expression of surprise as she drops, her legs taken out from under her. One of her daggers spins in the air and lands a few feet away, point down in the mud. She grunts and looks up, expecting to see him standing victoriously over her, ready to either end her life, or take her captive.

Muenster stands slowly as he walks over to her and smirks "Having a nice fall so far?" He chuckles as he looks down at her, "This fight has been fun and you have ruined my tunic and, oh look now leather armor a little, well....it's fixable isn't it?" He grins "But If I kill you is that fix able?"

Crystal obviously does not appreciate his jokes, and hisses, lashing out with her remaining dagger towards his footpaw, aiming for his Achilles tendon. If she was going to die, she was going to disable him, if nothing else. It does leave her arm within his reach, even if the last ditch attack is successful.

Muenster goes to stab down when the dagger hits his footpaw, he yowls in pain and goes to try and stoop on her paw which only makes his ankle hurt worse, he backs off in a hop/ limp sort of motion and glares at her "This is not over..." He limps as quick as he can into the woods nearby, he trips once or twice and gets back up, he is not as careful to hide his trail as his footpaw bleeds and the limping upsets more weeds and sticks in his path, he growls as he moves faster, causing more pain and blood loss and probably within a couple hours a very swollen foot.

Crystal gets up, with a little bit of difficulty, as the wounds on her side and arm are bleeding more now. She also has small cuts and bruises from the fight and her fall. She's happy to be alive though, and to have hurt the fox in someway. She collects her other dagger and starts back to Ferravale.