Sondra stood: chin up, arms crossed, legs slightly spread, brows furrowed, hoping he wouldn't show up. 'Please, Oh Great Primays, if there was a single request ever to be granted, please don't him come. Not now.' She thought, eyes closed for fear of seeing the one person she wished not to arrive.

But alas, his footsteps this time proceeded her sight. There was no doubt about it, that familiar gait and chinking of the cuffs of his boots, the same sheefing of rare Farsutian fabric as he moved. Farsutian goods were not hard to come by when you were the rumoured eleventh leg of the Schendayak, Empress of all of The Farsutlunds and its extended territories, after all. 

Sondra's lips were nearly colourless and seemingly ready to pop at any moment with how hard she was biting them. She opened her eyes and was hit with the scent of Poinga-Tree, making her mouth purse even tighter. Looking up she saw Chilton Zdravuk in all is magnificent glory... That was to say, he was indeed the very image of a Farsutian Aristocrat. Long chestnut hair tied back, with elegantly embroidered coats and top-parts in vibrant reds with dashes blues*, with plainer chisled-looking white red-frilled trousers; his skin somewhat darker than was typical of most Fursutians(although by no means could it be considered 'dark' in a true sense of the word) capped off by a pair alluring deep brown eyes, uniquely unhidden by the mask that dangled at his hips. Surely, those sparkling eyes wouldn't hold anything but that faint yet ever-characteristic smile, mirrored by his lips, as if this is just like any day, would they?

"Ah, Chilton." She steeled herself, "So, you've finally arrived." Without budging an inch, Sondra's eyes finally met his. Her blood ran cold despite the boy's friendly manner.

"You say that like you've been expecting me," He cocked his head to the side, grin deepening humourously. Despite Sondra seemingly holding his attention, he fiddled absently with the cords on his bag.

Meanwhile, the girl's twin broad-edged scimitars glinted ominously in the low, dusty, golden flames cast by the temple's internal chamber's braziers as they were slid, with a slight sting of airborn friction, out of their sheaths. 

Chilton's eyebrows arched at the sound. The Farsutian was not, of course, any stranger to threats and attempts on his life, but from this highly-respected lass? Interesting.

"And just what do you plan on doing with those?" Chilton continued, his previous prodding-statement ignored by the young woman that stood before him, her stance defensive, and yet also somewhat aggressive, past the point of purely defending. Indeed, she would undoubtedly be the one to strike the first blow, even if she herself seemed unaware of it at this point. 

Now it was Sondra's turn to raise an eyebrow, trembling with a newly-reignited, barely-contained rage. "Did you seriously expect no repercussions for-" She seemed to choke on her own words before she could get them out, "For... Everything that you did." It wasn't truly a question, but a statement, the way she said it. Then a brief pause --"Did any of it matter to you?" That got a good sigh out of Chilton.

"Now, Sondra-" He was rudely interrupted by a blade flashing to his throat. His eyes became a few degrees icier as he lifted his gaze to the person he had just addressed, better matching his homeland than this buried desert temple. The smile more-or-less dropped off his face. Still, the Sakhrani did not waver.

"Since you have come here, prepare... To pay for your sins in life, and repent in death." She grit her teeth, eyes burning with a fiery determination, even if it saddened her to follow through on her word to the Chief. 'I shall indeed carry out justice and avenge the evil-doer, even if it does require the payment of that one's life, and their repentance in death. I shall swear to do so by my own hand, should it be necessary.' she had said back then. There... Would be no turning back.

"Do you really want to do this? Sondra-" Once more, Sondra's blades flying towards him stole his chance of saying anything more. Of manipulating her any further, she was sure. And yet, he spoke, silver-laced words bitter to the touch, once again. 

"If that's how it's going to be..." his eyes reflected back the cold blue energy of his own mid-sword, which caught Sondra's blades mid-air with a sharp clang; voice losing all of its former warmth and truly dissolving into frost. "Then, fine!"

With that final exclamation, Chilton swung back hard enough into Sondra's curved daggers to send her sliding backwards, kicking up dust as she tried to stand her ground.

The desert-dweller smirked, retorting with a snarl, "So you finally reveal your true colours." Of course, he had been too calm, collected before. She should have expected this. Prodded on by her opponent's grimace, Sondra was emboldened and took the chance to dart and slash at the young man in front of her. So what if he was armed? All she had to do was wear him down. Then it would be easy to right the wrongs he had done -- or least make him pay for them in his own blood, pride, and life.

The skirmish continued long into the breaking light of dawn, although it did not ultimately affect their battle in the dark underbelly of the Sea of Sand. 

Sondra was narrowly missed by The Farsutian's next hulking swing. She leapt back, but was once again stung with the impact of Chilton's much heavy blade and was skiffed back. 'Curse this sandy "arena's" floor...' She grumbled to herself after sliding back for what must have seemed like the millionth time. She quickly dodged around to her opponents unprotected side, and seemingly startled him, making him fumble back a few steps and nearly causing him trip. Fool. He was supposed to be better than this. Nonetheless, taking advantage of this edge and her two scimitars, Sandra made a quick flurry of barraging slashes, before finally getting one, good stab in the direction of Chilton's face. He jerked away, just in the nick of time, but still got grazed lightly on the cheek.

This fresh scent of metal-drawn blood only exited the Sakhrani, and perhaps tossed away any of her last remaining slivers of inhibitions or reservations. Indeed, the first drops of blood had now been spilt. This was full-out war for her from now on.

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*"blues" include blues, greens, purples and all that in this setting

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Hiya! I'm gonna do Chilton's perspective and some backstory next!

Whaddya'll think so far? Any suggestions/improvements? (Don't worry to much about the specific unfamiliar terms thrown around in there, they'll be explained in more detail later.) 

I wouldn't mind if I got some harsher critiques; to be honest, the characters don't feel particularly consistent here, and I'm kinda hoping someone else can give me a glimpse into how to fix that/what exactly is wrong with them... 

Anyway, thanks for reading! Hope this offered some inspiration or enjoyment! :) 

I am not happy with this chapter and was having writers block at that time. could you guys help me with it
Sky Lights
Chapter 2
Ugimory was a small, quaint town but was very technologically advanced. The houses were durable and strong made of sakura wood. The crops were healthy every year all month long. The food and dishes were savory and freshly made. The forest on the mountain that towers over the town, when the Fire fly moon rises a strange light a beam of red Light shoots out of the of the statue up there. Willow and her friends are going up to the mountain the night before the fire fly moon to see the beam of light up close. “I wonder what will happen tomorrow night” Lavender said, That night just before the fire fly moon rose the glow din,t come up from the ground but down from the sky, and what followed was a boy with a mask of gold upon his face and from the glow Willow could see that his hair had an orange tinge to it, he was wearing a cape that covered his whole body behind him was a Golden Fighter owl. “Who are you” Willow said “my name is Titus” the boy responded, Willow heard a scratching sound behind her, she turned around to see what it was. A petite Red Panda was stumbling to her, the Panda chirped when Willow picked her up “I think I,ll call you Ruby” she said and hugged Ruby. She could feel Ruby getting warmer, when she opened her arms a short girl with long wavy red hair popped out. She was wearing a white short sleeved overall dress, a red shirt and black boots, she looked up at Willow wide eyed. Little glints of gold shone in her eyes “I,m your new guardian, my power is to control fire and its at its max when the Fire Fly Moon is in the sky”. “And this is precious” Titus said. Willow, Lavender, Wiccan, Tempest, Ruby, Titus and Precious fell silent when the glow dimmed and faded away, everybody went back to town.
Late at night Willow woke up to see Ruby standing at the side of her bed , “Willow, I had a bad dream”. Willow looked at her and said “you look like a little kid and act like one to, yes you can sleep with me”, Ruby snuggled under the covers and fell asleep.
Next morning Willow came down stairs to Ruby chasing Wiccan around the room and Tempest swatting at Precious, Willow put her hand on her head and yelled “OK, EVERYBODY CHANGE IN TO THEIR HUMAN FORMS RIGHT NOW” Titus and Lavender looked at her and laughed. Ruby, Wiccan, Tempest and Precious looked at her reluctantly changed in to a human. Willow had never seen Precious,s human form, she had short choppy hair that didn’t match her golden gown and silver makeup. For breakfast they had french toast and trenta berry juice. Making their way out of town Willow wondered if how many guardians she would get before her journey ended, thinking of the places she would go after her family's curse was broken. Her life at the top of mount futji was nice but she would love to go to city's and other places. Titus broke her train of thought by saying “the next place to go is Tantoris Bay,” he said. “well OK” willow said” and of they went
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Ruby whined when the water splashed her fur. “oh don’t be such a bay” Wiccan said as he splashed in the waves “you know that I don’t like water as much as you do” Ruby said back. Tantoris Bay was south east of Ugimory town, crystal blue waves crashed on the golden sand. No messenger came to direct Willow or tell her what to do, though she might have an idea. Legends are told that on the east side of the beach a temple stands in ruin, in the evening turtles crawl out of the sea to form a circle around the temple. But the people that have encountered it were to scared to stay and see what happens.
Tiny crabs popped in and out from there holes in the sand as Ruby, Wiccan and Tempest ran around trying to catch them. Willow and her friends were sitting under a cluster of palm trees to stay dry as rain fell down around them. Precious was perched on a branch above them. “perhaps we should be setting up camp closer to the ruins” said Lavender “no, the ruins are only a minutes walk away form here” willow responded. After dinner Willow got up and started to walk over to the ruin. The sun was setting and as it set the water turned golden. Little mosaic sea turtles crawled out of the sea on to the sand over to the ruins. The ruins looked like a temple made out of pearl. On the sand in the ruin a girl about the same age a fawn. Her hair was tied up in in a bun with seaweed, her cloths were just a simple toga and belt. Slowly walking over to the ruins Willow knelt down near the girl, her hair looked like water but when Willow felt it her hand was still dry. The turtles slowly crawled over to the girl and surrounded her in a circle. The girls hair slowly engulfed her to form a bubble, Willow crawled over to the bubble to look in side but before Willow could get their the bubble popped and the girl woke up.
“nngh” the girl said as she stirred and sat up “who are you” the girl said surprised. “I,m Willow, and you are”? “Oh I’m Sheliya. Do you know where my turtle is”? Just then a big blue Treshia turtle crawled out of the waters and crawled over to Sheliya and stopped next to her. The turtle cooed and put it,s head on Sheliya,s lap. “Your turtle is very cute” Willow said quietly “thank you” she replied smiling “his name is Ocianus”.
When Willow, Sheliya and Ocianus returned to camp, Wiccan came bounding over to Willow and jumped on her in greeting. Willow fell over onto the sand with a thud, “are you OK” Sheliya asked standing over her. “I don,t get, I just don,t get it” “you don,t get what” “well, when Wiccan was living with me at my house he was not as play full or energetic. Maybe being in nature or going on an adventure with me ignited that spark” Sheliya looked over at Wiccan who was playing in the water with Ocianus “maybe, maybe….” she trailed of.
The sun was setting when every had finally finished dinner, “I,m going to walk down to the water” Willow said after helping clean up. Willow was standing at the edge of the water thinking about her parents when a King Orca jumped out of the water and swam up to her, a golden light surrounded the King Orca and after the light faded away a boy that seemed to be just older than Willow her self was standing in the place of the King Orca. Blue hair tied in a braid came down to his ankles, a gold grown adorned with sapphire sat comfortably on his head. He was also wearing a navy jacket with golden embroidered sea animals on it, a white shirt was underneath the jacket, he wore gray fitted pants with brown gold toed boots on his feet. “I am Hadrian Opel Deritelosan IV, Hadrian for short. “I have come to be your next spirit guardian”. Walking back to camp Willow stopped looking back at the crystal blue water shining with hints of gold. Thinking how much her life has changed science that day she had saw Wiccan for the first time. When Willow and Hadrian got back to camp Willow introduced everybody to Hadrian. Suddenly water droplets gathered in the sky above everyone to form a beautiful woman floating in the sky. “I am Aquanala”.

@Jaybells, that story is amazing so far! You're really good at imagery and descriptions; somehow, not sure if it was a coincidence, but I was imagining Sondra in a desert before you even said that she was. And the descriptions of the clothing & the fighting actions are really detailed. Honestly I don't really have any suggestions, other than that I noticed a couple typos, and I can't wait to read the next part!

@Reuby, your story looks great too! Like Jaybells, I can tell that you're really good at imagery; the descriptions of the landscapes and people are really good. There are some grammatical errors, but nothing that turning on grammar/spell check in Word or whatever other software you're using wouldn't fix.The only confusing thing to me was that you switched a little between present and past tense, especially in the first part; choosing one makes the read a lot smoother. Other than that, it looks great! The worldbuilding is really creative.