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[color=Lightgreen][b]Location:[/b][/color] Happy Harbour, clearing outside of the first entrance
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[color=Slateblue]"Break it up you two!!"[/color] Black Canary called out  in a sharp commanding tone, rushing to their side.  
She had been watching Talon and Nymph go at it from a safe distance, but now it was time to intervene. As she'd expected the skilled Court of Owls martial artist easily bested the inexperienced teen girl. Talon helped Nymph get to her feet. Black Canary was pleased to see the boy had proper manners, despite his other shortcomings. She seized up both of her students. Talon didn't appear to be too beat up, but she couldn't be certain. His hero suit covered his entire body. This was his natural habitat, he knew his way around a fight arguably as well as she did.  

The same couldn't be said for his sparring partner. Despite having a natural set of armor Nymph decidedly looked worse for wear. Black Canary focused her attention on the girl. She wanted to squeeze her shoulder but the bark made it impossible, instead she settled for a reassuring pat and a comforting smile. Daphne tried to smile back. The adrenaline was dying down and it made it very hard for her to pretend she was okay. 
[color=Lightgreen]"I'm fine...I'm ff..ine....I'm..."[/color] The last words got swallowed up when she choked up. She started to break down into sobs. Her shoulders were shaking and she hid her face in her hands, wanting to go home.

Black Canary had a pained look on her face. She pitied Daphne. Sadly this was only the beginning. There were much tougher fights in the teams future. It was the ugly part of the hero business. Violence couldn't always be avoided. She fought the urge to embrace the girl in a motherly hug. She wiped the tears from her face. Her skin felt exactly like damp leaves. Dinah got out a bandage for Daphne to hold against the cut in her face. 
[color=Slateblue]"Take a breather Nymph"[/color]

Daphne took the bandage without saying anything, not trusting her voice to be able to speak. She suddenly felt extremely tired, like she ran an entire marathon. With wobbly legs she distanced herself a little from the group, lowering herself on the grass with a deep sigh. Her body was still shaking even while she sat down. Her breathing was uneven and her bottom lip quivered. The bark started to revert back, revealing the more vunerable and softer leaf like texture underneath. She was staring at the treeline. Daphne blinked a few times to make sure she wasn't seeing things, but it looked the trees were moving. Actually everything seemed to sway back and forth. She closed her eyes for a few seconds, feeling nauseous. The bandage rolled out of her hand and she let herself fall on her left side, drawing up her knees to her chest. The smell of the grass helped to settle her nausea.