menma vs ayuri

[CATBUG!]

The woods are quiet… their always quiet. The black leaves are only native to this place, this dark place. The winds called for blood, the ground crunched under walkers feet for nourishment. 500 meters wide, with trees that were easily ten meters thick and ten meters or so apart from each other. The bark was deep red, while the leaves were black. As was the pitch black water. This was not any normal realm… this… is the Farlands. Menma walked through the forest, he felt home here, a sense of calm washed over him as he played his flute, the young child spirit siting on his shoulder in her possessed doll. On his belt was a butt bag that had 15 slots of throwing stars. He had ben coming here to try to find a decent fight. Something for him and B.B,the young spirit who walked with him, to take their mind off their current life.

[Ayuri]

[carrisa]

Menma played, and as he did he smiled. For his music had seemed to bring some one to listen, but he kept playing. As BB danced infront of him, he smiled and then stood up. He sloiwly put his flute away and BB, knowing what was about to happen, ran to the nearest tree to hide. “I assume you are the one I was sent to fight?”

[Ayuri]

With that quick and brief sentence, Ayuri made her way toward the man. She wasn't sure what to do since she had left her equipment and gear at home, but nothing could be done about it now. After reaching the seven meter mark Ayuri ran forward towards the boy in an attempt to palm the boy in the chest upon getting within striking range.[/ul][/font]