[color=c4df9b][b]Ettamri Belarence[/b][hr][/color]

A spray of blood, the large sword bathing in blood, as did she and her horse. 

With a grunt of annoyance, almost a low growl, she turned the horse around, gaining speed once more towards the wounded frog. Getting up and crouching on the saddle, Horsey moved faster and faster as it sped up to a full gallop, before finally veering off and slowing down once Ettamri leapt from the saddle, twisting mid air in a surprising show of agility and dexterity, spinning once before slamming her and her sword's entire weight upon the toad's head. Any doubts that the toad wasn't quite dead would be swiftly dispelled once she simply tore the sword out, ripping its face in two. 

There was a moment where it seemed she would start hacking away at the corpse, as she breathed heavily on it, but taking a deeper breath, Ettamri seemed to calm down, taking a small cloth from Horsey's saddle as it slowly paced up to her. 

Glancing towards the hunter, she spoke, her voice loud enough to pierce the now silent place. [color=c4df9b]"Hey, you, hunter. Your turn with the frog. Sunface-"[/color] Ettamri looked towards the healer. [color=c4df9b]"Are you alright?"[/color]