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Tug-of-War | Competitions

Reos Included

Carter 5441 | Cassia 11637 | Ember 013 | Azula 14525

Collab between xQueen0fHellx and Atrocias


“Come on! I want to see how strong you are!” Cassia found herself dragged around a very flamboyant fair by a small chaser that was trying to be as obnoxious as the fair was. The puller warrior wasn’t even sure why she was here, only that now that she was, the three tailed little creature was zipping along or attached to her hip, there was no in between. 


The chaser, who introduced herself as Ember far later than she should have, was perhaps attracted by Cass’s opalescent sparkles. Although how she had picked Cass out of a crowd was beyond her.


“This way!” Cassia knew if she ignored the chaser, she’d just find the tiny vay right underpaw again. With a sigh, she followed the genie marked hide.


Ember led the soldier to an area with a bunch of mud pits, and Cassia just knew what she had in mind. There was a pair of pullers nearby, although Cassia couldn’t tell if they were friends or had just met, as was the nature of the fair. One was wild with markings and colors, and glowing eyes that peered out from a mostly black face. The other was more natural colors, tans and browns, and he reminded her of an old soldier friend of hers, and she could almost hear his voice in her head. 


Ember bounded up to the pair. “Hey, hey, hey!!! You two look strong! My strong friend here is strong too! Want to have some fun with us? Pleassseeeee?” She dragged it out and batted her eyes as she looked up at the much taller pullers.


***


Both Carter and Azula had been watching the festivities from the sidelines, neither of them really having the need to join in to be able to enjoy all of the activity around them- or perhaps it was just the aspect of potentially getting covered in mud that dissuaded the pair. 


Azula huffed a hot breath through her nose, with her eyelids lulled to a half close she watched another team get drug through the center of the pit- which she had watched grow from the start of her onlooking due to the increased activity. However even though they were dirty the losing team still cheered and laughed, giving the winning team messy mud and grass filled congratulatory high-fives. “I don’t think I quite understand the excitement of wanting to play this, Carter. What makes it so fun?” She asked, tilting her head to look at her large friend.


Carter, whos eyes had been locked on the tug-of-war battle before them finally turned to look at Azula, mouth open and about to answer when he saw a fluffy red chaser race up to them, causing him to tilt his head. His ears swiveled forwards, and then he noticed the larger puller moving in behind the excitable little kitsune tailed vayron, who looked very strong indeed. “It appears we may find out!” He gruffed, though his voice came on strong it had a soft and sweet undertone. He stood and dipped his head slightly in greeting, smiling. It was hard to ignore the energy of the little vayron, especially with the fair and bustling crowd all around them, it was rather contagious! He looked back to Azula to see if she was also willing, but had already started to remove his armor and cloak, unwilling to get it dirty in the event they lost.


Azula huffed again but this one was more like a soft sigh, but she too now stood up. She dipped her head in a similar greeting. Doing her best to be cordial even though she would rather run miles away; she introduced herself and her companion, “I’m Azula and this here is Carter, and.. I- we.. could definitely go for some fun!” Her voice wasn’t as soft as Carter, you could tell it wasn’t used as often. But still she made her way down slowly to the rope which had now been reset, waiting on the others behind her to follow suit. In her stomach she had butterflies, between meeting new people and the multitude of eyes that were now on the four of them. Maybe this was the fun and excitement of the game?


***


The soldier nodded at the introductions, greeting them as warm as she could. Carver and Azula, good to remember. She had a feeling Ember would keep them around. “This rocket is Ember, and I’m Cassia, Cass for short.” The other female looked practically about to faint, nerves a plenty for sure with that one. 


Cassia already knew how this would play out, but she wasn’t too concerned. “Alright pipsqueak, let’s see you pull your weight too.”


The soldier knew that no matter how much energy the little spitfire was, she didn’t have the strength to topple this in their favor. The only advantage Cassia could think of would be pulling on her magic, freezing the ground beneath the others to make them slip - but she only considered that option for a moment. She may be known as The Ice Queen on the battlefield, but this wasn’t a real war, those days long gone.


The two pullers seemed new to this, although that didn’t bother Ember, who excitedly chattered away, listing off all the rules and how fun it was and how glad she was they joined them. Cassia grunted, summoning the ball of energy back to their side, and the chaser bounced in place while waiting for the horn to blare.


Cass could see it in their eyes when the others started to pull. She tested the rope, her jaws clamped tight, and she felt it give just a little. Were the pair not serious enough? She saw the strain on Carter’s face, knowing he was putting his all into it. Azula though, still had the nerves, so Cass had to play with that. 


She tugged quickly, shifting the rope enough to make the others take a few paw steps forward. Ember cheered, letting her grip on the rope slip a little. She then summoned her ice, a halo of crystalline shards behind her head as she made herself as intimidating as possible. That did it. The other puller increased her pull tenfold as she backed away from Cass, and soon, the opalescent and genie vays found themselves sprawled in the mud.


***


Once the four of them had taken their places staggered on the rope, Carter tested the ground with his paws. It was very soft and giving, immediately he was glad he had removed his gear. Whether it would have been his cape tripping him up or just generally getting stomped into what was now quite a large field of mud instead of just being isolated to the center. Once the tug of war had started, his feet quickly dug in but they didn’t get drug too far, still- the female positioned behind Ember was like trying to pull against a brick wall.


Azula on the other hand was struggling a far bit more then she would have liked to admit, not wanting to end up in the mud herself but also not really wanting to send the pair into the mud either. She attempted to just hold her own as she pondered what to actually do in a situation like this until Cass had donned her ice crown. For some reason that set a spark in the colorful puller, after losing a few steps she fought back which combined with Carter sent the others sprawling forward. She immediately dropped the rope and gasped, running and then sliding up to the pair which caused her to half-fall into the mud herself with a big “Ooomph!” 


She managed to catch herself enough to not make a huge mess, but she still felt horrible. “Are you two alright?” She asked, before attempting to wipe mud from her shoulder which just ended up making even more of a mess. She grumbled and attempted to shake her paws free of the mess, looking around to see if there was a place that they could all wash up.


Carter blinked as Azula had rushed by, he hadn’t seen her ever run so fast before, especially towards others she had just met. He hung back for a moment, only to watch her accidentally sling herself into the mud by mistake. He looked down to avoid smiling, and then walked up to the muddy trio. 


“Is everyone alright?” He helped Cass and Ember to their feet, as Azula had already scrambled to stand on her own, rather embarrassed. “I think they have a place for us to all wash our paws somewhere clear of all this mayhem.” He ended with a chuckle, making sure the group moved out together after he slung more of his gear on as quickly as he could.


-End-


Carter 5441

WC 1472 +14

Personal +3

Collab +2

Event Link +3

Other Reo Cassia 11637 | Ember 013 +2

Total = 24 CP


Azula 14525

WC 1472 +14

Personal +3

Collab +2

Event Link +3

Other Reo Cassia 11637 | Ember 013 +2

Total = 24 CP


Cassia 11637

Event Link