Kouga story 2

**The Valley Pt 2**


```Location: Drake Compound, Night
Characters: U'Kouga Tia, U'Resmand Tia, ????, Vesper Peng
Story Tags: Death, Suicidal Thoughts, Conflict```


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The night's breeze was a cool sensation to a certain pair. Giving their bodies a second wind as steel dance with steel. Two figures were deep within the compound of the Drake tribe, giving it their all within a heated sparring session.

One blond miqo'te who was clad in his tribal attire. Shirtless with a mixture of cloth and steel at his arms. Pelt made pants with fur hanging within the front and back. Leather boots stepped with strength to the soil, as another strike was made.

*His greatsword flew forward, causing a surge of sparks and aether to release as it met a large shield.*

The shield belonged to another miqo'te, hair colored to that of autumn, rusty red and a mixture of orange. Unlike the blond with his sapphire eyes, this man held amber, which held just as much spark as the blond.

He too was dressed in the same fashion as Kouga, but instead of a great blade, he opted for a blades shield and longsword. The man's name was **U'Resmand Tia**, and he was one of the big names within Kouga's tribe.

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Resmand was gifted with an unnatural eye for combat. His keen reflexes made him with a shield, a nearly impossible threat to handle. He was for certain going to advance high within the tribe, some even whispered he could be a nunh in the making.

Beautiful and strong, wise as if an old soul, but gentle in approach. A man such as him drew a crowd, but there was something else only a certain monkey knew about him.

*He was fighting for love.*

Out of all the huntress that were looking his way, waiting for him to become blooded, so they could lay with him for nights on end. His sights were on that of the potion brewer's daughter. Her name escaped Kouga everytime they talked. Which caused the two to argue daily about their love interests.

He knew of the blonds desires, some called them best friends, but in truth they were more kin to brothers.

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Tonight's match was to sharpen the two for what was coming. The rite of passage that demanded every aged Tia to prove themselves worthy of their tribe's love and care. Those who failed were labeled as weak, needing to test their mettle next time.

A fate worse then death in both their eyes.

With the shield still embracing the sword's edge, a howl came from the red headed miqo'te! Unleashing his aether which gave off the warm sensation of the very sun itself. One of his absolute defense tactics, made the enemy suffer with long engagement. His aether was like armor, stay in too long and become burned up from the heat.

However that did not stop the monkey.

Where his came like the sun, Kougas new abilities were giving off the cold sensation of winter. A reflection into his heart some would say, being void of love and care until finding a certain venue. While he braved the heat wave, his own howling came rich with aether in his lungs.

A spark of blue and orange, lit up the night as the two's weapons ignited from their call. Releasing another surge of aether that released an explosive shockwave, pushing the two away to their respectful sides once more. After the exchange, and a pause with their glares meeting one another?

Kouga fell right on his rear, letting his sword touch the ground as he'd raise his hands up. **"Time out, time out! Can you take off the shield and make this fair?"** A goofy smirk flashed at his brother in arms. Not looking to be concerned with showing weakness before him.

**"Really now, so you want me to loose an arm trying to block your sword? I didn't think you wanted to win by handicapping me before the trials."** Resmand's voice was deep but young. He carried himself as a seasoned fighter well. Even if he was only a year older then Kouga.

The two laughed at their jabs at one another. They had been going for a few hours now, off and on between bouts. Currently it was in Resmand's favor. Kouga had to give it to him, he wouldn't mind if he became the next nunh. Least he would be able to slack off more when coming home.

After another hour of jabs, and honest pointers given to each about their styles. The two decided it was time to get some sleep themselves. Though Resmand noticed how Kouga's shoulders slumped from the motion to sleep. As well as the bags under Kouga's eyes. Something was happening and it struck a nerve that he didn't know how to help.

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Little did the two know, their duel was being watched by a pair off in the distance. On top of a roof sat two other miqo'te, shadowed by night, but they sounded around the same age. Confirmed by their words following the departure of the two.

*"You see that there, no chance versus that fucking sun skin of his. It's too much of a hassle to think of a way through it. Granted he only spars with certain folk. He wouldn't ever let us get close enough to learn..or make an accidentally injury."*

The second man stayed silent, eyes settled on the red haired miqo'te as the first spoke on about him. He knew that he couldn't match him, and that was a problem. One he would need to deal with before the trials began..

*"He's sweet on the old man's daughter. We'll use that to our advantage, gather up as many as you can. We'll deal with the sun-kissed bastard once and for all."* Came his voice finally, his plan was set in stone within his head. All he needed now, was perfect timing..

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*One week later..*

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A more tired looking blond miqo'te entered the compound once again. Dressed to theme, his sword on his back with its belt across his chest. Eagerly he walked the land, seeking a certain famed red head for of course more sparring.

He found said friend of his, in a state he'd never expect from him. He was panicking as people surrounded the potion sellers stall. **"My daughter! She's been taken away, one of you damn cats have her! What have we done to scorn your kind!? Give back my baby!"** Came the voice of the father, filled with both rage and fear.

Kouga moved to his friends side, taking his shoulder with his right gloved hand. He knew how much this news effected him. Even if the only shown signs were wide eyes. He kept his cool expression, though the area around him did rise in temperature.. **"Still your heart brother. We will find her."** Came Kouga, attempting to encourage his friend. Gods help them if this was reversed...

There were many things in this world Kouga cared for. A certain handful of people were upon a certain list. If they were hurt...taken or worse? There would be no primal, with the strength to match his rage. Right on the top of that list, came a certain name.

A woman that always traveled with him in spirit, the frozen drop of water that touched his bare chest, a testimony to her and her element. He'd never be the same, should **Vesper Peng** be lost to him in conflict or in general. A death of the heart, such thought plagued him even in his dreams.

Once the crowd was disbursed, the two wasted no time in stepping up to the Nunh and senior huntress. Of course others also came up to volunteer looking for the girl, she was a gem within a desert of men after all. Out of all the hunting parties, theirs was the smallest. Not wishing to build trust with strangers in such a time sensitive mission, the two went their seperate ways to gear up.

Kouga came clad within his new style for adventuring. A short tank top weaved of chain mail threads. Leaving little to be protected, but the man valued his mobility in a fight. Black leather gloves traveled up his arm, nearly to his shoulders. Chain weaved cloth fell freely where his Pelt usually remained. With black being the tone of the pants under it as well. More leather took up his boot's material, with their base having a series of belts.

Adventurers and belts...

*Truly a fashion statement..*

He had to quickly travel back to his current inn room for his sword, the rune blade was far too heavy for him to trust for such a dore situation. Black steel and white cloth wraps. Those were the defining features of his chosen blade. He figured that the massive weapon would come more in handy, if it came to a contest of numbers.

It took no more then forty five minutes, for him to return to his friends side. He was now armed with his famed shield and blade, armor barely changing beyond the normal. His belt however had a series of potions lached to it. Did he get the blessing of the father? Kouga didn't have a chance to ask, for once the two's eyes met? They knew their mission.

Find the girl,

Beat the ass of the kidnappers.

The two set off on their quest with his brother leading the charge. Little did they know that today, the prey wasn't the woman they desperately began to search for.

No, another beast was hunting..in secret, and fangs dripping in excitement.


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*To Be Continued*

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