[Please- as if she'd need to run back in. She steps outside with dignity and grace, and stares down the unruly chicken. Bond clucks softly, mostly to herself- this girl has a lot of spirit to her. She remembers when she was like this. She still sort of is. But now, she has the firepower to back it up. This is just random- disorganized chaos, striking blows at everything that can move without proper planning. This little bird needs to learn how to hone her attacks if she wants to intimidate anything more than a human.
You want to fight her, child? Go right ahead. You can even have the first blow. Bond outstretches her wings and straightens up a bit, giving the Combusken plenty of openings.]
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You want to fight her, child? Go right ahead. You can even have the first blow. Bond outstretches her wings and straightens up a bit, giving the Combusken plenty of openings.]