The Witching Hour

"I should hope so, I spend most of my free time training or sparring." Kayla shrugged. "I guess you aren't so bad yourself either though. You're pretty persistent."
That was the closest to a compliment anyone would ever get from her. She readied herself as she saw Salem charge at her again and expected for her to come swinging so she was a bit surprised when she felt the kick to her chest. The wind was effectively knocked out of her and she flew backwards but regained composure in midair when flipped backwards to land in a crouch. She jumped up and ran towards the daughter of Hecate, turning her body so that she kicked Salem's stomach with the side of her foot.

Kayla cocked her head to the side, her leg coming back to the ground where it froze in midair after kicking Salem. She didn't expect for the fight to be over so quickly after how much Salem was yelling. Maybe it was the kick? Kayla usually put all of her power into her hits when she fought so she thought Salem could handle it. But then again she sparred with her fellow half siblings. They were tough cookies. Kayla walked over to the other girl and bent down to her level, "You okay?"

"What kind of magic can you do? I know one of your siblings actually; he likes to play with fire." Kayla replied and she shook her head at the offer silently with a single wave of her hand. She wasn't hurt too badly since the only hit Salem had gotten in was the kick to her chest which she was already recovering from on her own. She was used to pain and compared to when her half siblings threw her down to the ground so many times and left bruises on her from an hour of fighting, this was nothing. Heck, she wasn't even bleeding.
She walked back over to where she had struck her yari into the ground and grabbed it by the middle to easily pull it out. She cleaned the dirt off of the blade and made sure San was squeaky clean before she clicked the button in the middle and the blades retracted so her spear looked more like a six foot long staff covered in thin leather. "True that."

"Pretty cool." Kayla noted. She kind of wondered why there was different types of magic for Hecate kids. Some required spellbooks and others just had the natural ability to do things. She twirled her stick forward and backward to try and console her boredom. Now that she couldn't fight why should she even stay here? She glanced over at Salem who was flipping through her spellbook and looked at her up and down. Well the girl was pretty interesting so maybe something interesting would happen too. Maybe a monster attack or something. I mean, they were in the Deadly Forest after all. A little warmup would be nice since it was getting a bit cold. Maybe she'd go to the Arena later on to get her fight on. She leaned against a nearby tree and sighed as she let her head hit the bark, staring up at the sky.

"What?" Kayla replied dumbfoundedly before her eyes settled over to see the red eyes near Salem. Her heart thumped in her chest although it wasn't from fear. It was from excitement. She grinned a little, which might have been found scary by others, and pressed the button on her spear which made the blades come popping back out. It was dark so she couldn't see clearly what the creature was. A hellhound maybe? Possibly. Kayla adjusted her hearing aid that was on her left ear just to make her hearing a little more better. She ran towards Salem and stood on her right, cracking her neck. It didn't matter what that thing was. It was gonna be dead anyway.
"Can any of your magic affect this thing or do any harm to it?" The daughter of Ares asked casually, putting herself between the other girl and the red eyed monster just in case it tried to attack. Not to be rude or doubt Salem's skills but Kayla thought that she had a better ability of hurting the monster without a scratch if it tried to attack them. The monster hadn't moved but now that she was closer to it, she could see it more clearly. Oh yeah. Definitely a hellhound.

OOC: -sniffles- you're too kind verde, too kind. nothing bonds bound to be friends than fighting for each other am i rite? ;D

Kayla watched as Salem threw her dagger at the hellhound only to have it stick to its thigh. She scoffed lightly with a roll of her eyes with a flicker of amusement in her eyes. "Let's just stick with your first plan, yeah?"
The hellhound snarled and lunged at Salem, baring its large sharp fangs ready to strike. Kayla smacked the side of it's head with one side of her spear, drawing blood from it's cheek with one slash after the other in an unrelenting wave of hits from her blades. She jumped back when it growled and barked, barely missing it's claws as it reached out at her. There was a rip in her pants though and a few small cuts. Nothing too deep though.

OOC: it works -thumbs up-

As the hellhound was distracted by the explsion, Kayla quickly made work. In a matter of seconds she ran at the beast with her spear ready to strike and threw herself at it with her spear embedding itself in it's neck. She held onto her spear, catching her breath from her little sprint and closed her eyes as the hellhound whimpered before turning into dust. She coughed out some of the monster powder that got into her system and shook her hair wildly to get rid of anything that had fallen in her hair. Kayla scratched her head as she looked back at Salem with raised eyebrows., "Not too bad."

Half of her lips quirked into a sort of grin if you could call it that before she just rolled her eyes in response. Maybe they did make a good team but it wasn't like Kayla would be her partner in crime all the time or anything. She doubted that would happen. She was solitary in her own way. She froze when Salem gave her a small smile and mentioned that her dad must be very proud of her.
"As if," Kayla muttered bitterly. "Not like he ever talked to me anyway in all the fifteen years of my life. Don't think he'd give me a gold star and pat on the back just for killing a hellhound. I'm pretty sure the only thing that'll catch his attention is if I slaughtered a drakon like one of my half sisters did in the Battle of Manhattan."

Kayla gave a snort and shook her head with a small smile of her own with her eyes on the ground. "Laugh your a** off for all I care; it's true." She looked back up at Salem with a little surprise evident in her eyes but quickly concealed it with a turn of her head. She wasn't used to praise to any degree so yeah, she was a little surprised and at lost on what to do. She turned back towards the daughter of Hecate and lifted her chin a little higher and studied the other girl through narrowed eyes and a cross of her arms. "You aren't a shabby kid of Hecate's either."

Kayla scoffed lat Salem's attitude with a roll of her eyes, missing the other girl's temporary frown. The daughter of Ares put her weapon back into it's dormant form and shook her hair once again like a dog shaking out water just to be sure that all the monster dust was relieved. She yawned and glanced back over at Salem with a curt nod. "Sounds like a plan." Kayla said as she hoisted her spear over her shoulder. She looked up at the sky and back towards the woods, slowly beginning to walk the way back with the moon lighting the path.

Kayla gave a 'hmph' in response. Not like she was the one who told Salem to go practice her magic in the utter darkness and explode trees, nearly hitting people. But she had to admit that Salem was nice company to have and she liked her sarcasm. She rolled her eyes once again with a smile on her face. Maybe it was time she made a friend in this god forbidden camp and she didn't mind if it was a loud mouthed daughter of Hecate. The cabins were nearing and it was nearing time for them to go their separate ways. After all, her cabin was 5 and Salem's was 20. She turned back towards the girl with a snarky grin, "See you at 9 then. Poison my food and I'll let you be my dog's chew toy."