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The unicorn felt the doe curl into him, and he opened an eye to look at her curiously. He wasn't sure what she wanted from him really, but he found Splinter's company to be interesting nonetheless.

He made an amused "Hmph" sound, and looked out into the distance, and without looking back he said, "I wouldn't be surprised if you were a decent fighter, Miss... Would you mind if I saw for myself?"

He was excellent at making judgements look like simple curiosities.

"Oh, no, just a friendly spar is all I meant." His silken voice was laced with sincerity, however false it may have been. He really did just want a friendly spar, nothing serious, but his reasons were not so simple.

"Maybe it would be... fun, yes? And perhaps make you stronger?" He finally turned to look at her, his eyes full of that mysterious cunning. Then he looked away once more after a brief moment.

"Unless, of course, a doe such as yourself finds such activities too stag-like..."

He let himself be pushed over by the large doe, chuckling a bit. He got up slowly and calmly, not taking his eyes off of Splinters.

He leaped off the wall, landing with a surprising grace a couple yards away. A small pause passed, and then he did a quick turn-around into a defensive position, a wild, vicious grin on his muzzle.

"Don't hold back on my account, Miss. I can take care of myself as well." His voice was slightly raised with excitement but still eerily calm despite the expression on his face.

This was going to be fun.

Splinters turned her head slowely to look at him, she cackled loudley. " hehe...i wont for sure... " She murmered. She turned her body to face him, her second set of teeth flashing at him. In a split second she was sprinting at him, although she was slow. Besides being slow she was very powerful in force.

A look of calm focus was now upon the unicorn's face as the large doe charged him. Just as she was about to reach him, he dashed to the left and attempted to trip her with the blunt side of his horn.

His current pan was to play defense for now. She had brute power, but he had endurance.

"Too slow, Miss!" He charged the dazed doe with his horn down, but he only intended to shave some hairs.

He felt her weight crush on him as he was pinned to the ground, but with surprising strength, he managed to roll out and leap back to his feet. "Ha ha! That is enough! Very good, Miss." He shook, his ponytail waving side to side.

"Thank you for the spar." He looked her over, "Are you alright? I didn't mean to actually hit you."

"That's good." He smiled slyly, "Let me help clean that up."

He walked over to Splinter's hurt leg and delicately licked the wound, savoring the taste of her blood. Memories of licking his own palm when it had been sliced not too long before he died washed through his mind. What had become of Edward, he wondered?

He cleaned the wound until the blood was gone, but he couldn't stop the new blood starting to pour out. It did seem it was slowing, however. "Good enough, I think."

He nodded with a polite smile. He then thought a moment, his tail twitching to one side, "It seems you've never told me about yourself. Are you from this forest? I am curious since I am not."

He shrugged "If you insist. I was a human. I thought I died, but I woke up here. Not much else to say..." He looked at Splinters with a sideways glance "Your turn."

Akira looked at her without pity or malice. "I suppose what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, mm?" He put a comforting tone in his voice, even it was false.

Akira scoffed "No need to worry about that, Miss." He smiled, "Pity... Is not something that comes naturally to me."

Akira looked to her leg. "Well, I'd say you need to rest that leg for a while." He looked back to her and then sat down in a nearby flower patch, appearing not to mind whether Splinters joined him or not.

He let Splinters burrow her face into his fur, which made his chuckle quietly to himself. He looked off to the distance and yawned. He shifted a bit to get comfortable and just sat back and watched the world go by, letting his mind rest.

Akira's ears and then eyes followed the sound of Splinter's head thudding on the ground, wandering if she had passed out. Perhaps she did need to rest. He would have asked if she was alright, but he wasn't that kind of stag. He sighed, enjoying the closeness of another body.

It was strange, but he never really let himself indulge in such company of others. He was used to isolation in prison, being on the move, people stepping away from him as he came closer.

Not here. It was much quieter, he had to remind himself to exercise all the time, to keep his mind sharp. And since no one knew who he really was, no one feared him. Or at least, like they once did.

He sighed off these thoughts as he laid his head on the ground, letting himself rest for yet another time that day. He was getting soft.

He wasn't sure if he liked it.

He lifted up his head and turned it to look at her. "Yes?" His gaze was plain, seemingly missing his usual smirk, replaced by an almost genuine curiosity.



(Ahaha yeah he's kind of both stag and horse I guess. Unicorn of some kind I suppose. I should be going to sleep soon, but I might be able to reply to another post.)

(Haha nice I see him as a white-tail stag-sized, sleek unicorn. He's white with black hair. And the horn is curved like a sickle 8D I have a reference somewhere in the bio >.> rofl edit: here it is)


He couldn't help but laugh a bit. Him? Someone's "friend"?

He got up and said with a polite bow "If you wish. I am honored you think of me that way."

Perhaps she was just that alone.

"Mm, yes regret truly is pointless emotion..." He didn't comment on her past, not that it mattered to him especially. He just wanted to know if she was born here or not. He also didn't comment on her current course of vengeance. He had never felt the need to get back at someone. But oh, how familiar he was at being the object of someone's hatred. And blood? Well, to put it plainly, he enjoyed seeing spilled. He didn't even mind if it was his. It just let him know he was alive.

"Well, I am going to go for a run." He said plainly, wanting to move around, "You may join me, but your leg might need to rest more so you don't reopen the wound." He wasn't concerned, he was stating the facts.


(Hahaha yes so I think it's safe to say she's larger than him!)

ROFL

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