Okay so here's my next chapter. Thanks to anyone who is still with me and reviews would be greatly apreciated.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the plot.
Alanna dodged back avoiding Daja's staff. Alanna blinked hurriedly trying to keep her sweat out of her eyes. She could see the younger girl panting, they had been sparring for over 30 minutes. She had walked into a combat situation with an opponent she had little to know knowledge on her fighting style.
She has assumed the fighting style was the same as Tortall. Daja, she recalled the name, she would stand motionless as a rock her feet planted firmly on the ground swinging her staff around in an impenetrable arc then the next she would be dodging in and out of Alanna's blows as if they were a child's.
If anything when she got back home she would be a better fighter. She couldn't the last time she had this tiring a workout. Alanna knew if this went on any longer she might faint from exhaustion. She could tell Daja was close to that point too. Alanna didn't want the fight to end this way.
Briar watched from the side as the two girls wove around each other like dancers. Well, violent dancers but he could tell Daja had never fought this hard in her life. He watched in fascination as Alanna's bright red hair swirled around her as she moved. Her violet eyes flashed with every swing.
He wondered if he should ask to fight her. But her sword... that was a sure sign of a noble. She would never. He could already see the disdain she would show as her showed her his fighting skills. Compared to her swordplay, his kicks and street techniques would be nothing. But still anything to get her focus solely on him. Her violet eyes staring at him, assessing his next move.
He tore his eyes away from her as she glanced at him. He gasped as she ducked low and knocked Daja's legs from under her. Normally Daja would have landed nimble as a cat but the exhaustion was effecting her. She fell hard and stayed down, panting. Alanna pointed her staff at Daja.
"Yield?" she said.
"I yield" Daja mumbled into the ground.
"Oh thank the mother," Alanna flopped onto the ground and stripped the padding they were both wearing off. Brair blushed at Alanna's lack of clothing.
"Are you two finally done?" called Tris from inside the house.
"Ya Tris we're coming in." Briar called. Daja and Alanna were still sprawled on the ground.
"That was one of the best fights I've ever had." Alanna told Daja.
"That was the hardest fight I've ever had. I think I'll go to my room and die. Briar tell Rosethorn I'm sorry when she has to move the body." Daja stumbled inside.
Alanna looked at Briar she could she the blush fading from his cheeks. She looked down at herself. She was vaguely aware of how little clothing she was wearing. After the years of doing almost every thing with males, she wasn't really aware of how other males reacted. She just assessed them for how easily she could beat them.
"Well at least they don't think I'm evil anymore," she mumbled and followed Briar inside
Once again I'm sorry for not updating and please review! That was just a sneak peek at a Alanna/Briar relationship. This chapter was more serious than the others. I'd like to think its better quality as well. But please tell me in if you like the old way better or this way or a little bit of both.