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Oreva was flagging, the rage and confusion inside that burned so violently starting to sputter without energy to fuel it further. Her arms and paws were cut, something had flew into her face and blackened an eye, and her leg was dripping with blood. A numbness had started to spread as she...

Oreva cheered on the vixen who turned out not to need a weapon after all. The cheer was cut short by a fist plowing into the side of her face from behind her vision. A moment's distraction... She grabbed the offending beast by the front of their shirt and headbutt them straight in the snout...

Oreva slow blinked. Obviously the todd was not a professional Whack Bat player; maybe not even a fan of the game. What a disappointment. She's surely thought throwing the coconut would snag his instincts, offering a distraction, an opening for the marten to lay into his attacker... Laying him...

Oreva was trying to choke out one of the foxes with her Whack Bat. Cutlasses had been bludgeoned away, leaving the group bare-fisted; one was trying to pull her off, another was trying to wrestle her bat from her paws, and one was standing back with a thoughtful expression. "Lads, look at that...

Category: Culture, sports Purpose: To give the Imperium recreational culture that is not simply pillaging and drinking Summary: The following document explains game of Whack Bat: its origins, rules, scoring, and common terminology. WHACK BALL History: The Imperium's finest sport, Whack Ball -...

Oreva sidled along the edges of the fray. As much as she wanted to feel the vibrations of a skull splitting, she wanted to actually feel first. And that meant having warm limbs. As the chaos rippled, some merchants were trying to flee from it with their wares. Others were cowering. A barrel...

Coffee. If you had told her that the reason a quarter of the Slups wasn't ashes was mainly due to foul, bitter little beans crushed into dirt and dumped into cold water and left to stew overnight, Oreva wouldn't have just not believed you; she would have ignored you entirely. Just like how she...

Oreva "North Wind" Nikabu Age37 SpeciesWildcat PronounsShe/Her SizeTall BuildAverage Rank14th Volunteer Fire Brigade, Scrivener PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Oreva's fur is tortoiseshell, black with light orange dots, splotches, and marbling. Various fingers and toes are orange, the...