Third Person POV:

She ran deep into the woods, the sound of the galloping hooves fast approaching. How could she not have sensed it earlier?! The hooves could be heard almost a kilometer away! She kept running for dear life as the huffing from the horse was practically breathing down her neck. In a fraction of a second she got an idea and put it to good use.

She slid to the side while the horse kept galloping forward. She quickly raced up to it, jumped on, and punched the confused soldier square on the nose. Lifting him off his horse while he landed rather poorly on his ass.

Soldier's POV:

How dare that WENCH hit me?! How could she even touch me?! Me! The greatest fighter in all of the kingdom for crying out loud! Whatever, I stand up and dust myself off, looking for that bitch-wait. She's riding medianoche?! How dare she touch my horse! Oh she's gonna get a beating I'll make sure of it.

"Now don't cause anymore trouble and come quietly." She slowed medianoche to a halt and jumped off.

"What? Ran out of slaves already? Aww, did you get tired of your old toys?" She said, oozing with sarcasm.

"Shut up you bitch! If you won't come quietly then I'll have to use force." She leaned against a tree nonchalantly, getting dirt out of her fingernails. Why isn't she taking me seriously?! This is frustrating me even more as time goes by. No matter, I'll get her to regret pissing me off.

"Good luck kiddo." She said before looking at me with a smirk. A smirk? I guess she wants a fight. Alright, I have NO problem hitting this chick.

"You're gonna need it." She finished before crouching down in what looks to be the stance of a...leopard? What is that? Nolja? No way. Only the greatest of reputations ever learned it let alone mastered it. I don't like the vibe I'm getting from her.

I pull my sword out when I hear her say:

"Ah ah ah, hand to hand. Unless of course, you're afraid" she arched her back while saying the last part.

I am beyond fuming. I sheath my sword and spread my legs apart in a horse riding stance, fists clenched and kept by my hips.

"Shurka I see, not bad."

"And what is that you're using?"

"A surprise." She said maliciously. Before I could even process she pounced forward and tackled me to the ground. Jesus she's like a fucking bull. I get my feet by her abdomen and kick her off me before going into a different stance. So she goes for the legs I see. I turn to my right and bend my knees while putting my left arm in front of me, pointed upwards while my right arm was raised above my head; both arms created a 'G' shape. She smirked before returning to her crouched position.

"How did you learn to fight?" I asked. For once truly interested in this girl.

"...None of your damn business brat."

That does it.

Cendra POV:

I hear him snap. Good, that should make this interesting. He swings his leg to me and I gently jump above it while twirling and backhanding his back. He stumbled while I rolled back into my previous position. Before I could even look up he's throwing combinations at me. Quick little fucker. He caught me off guard. He kicked my arm making me fall face flat and quickly kicking me until I turn onto my back where he tries to cuff me. The key word here is 'tries'. He reaches behind him with his left hand to grab the cuffs when flio him over, me now straddling him. He tries to punch with his right since his left was left pinned behind his back. I quickly catch his fist and pin it above his head. And as expected he tries to move his legs, which I also stop by putting my knees on his thighs. He keeps struggling until I manage to unsheath his sword. Then he completely stopped struggling and looked at me in awe.

" H-how did you..."

"Any last words?" I said while pointing the blade to his jugular.

"Kill me then. It will be an honor to die as a follower of the King."

I pause. This dumbass.

"What is your reason to live?"
He glares at me before answering

"I live for the King as I will die for the King."

I lean down to where our faces are mere inches apart to get his attention.
"That's a stupid ass reason. Find a better one." I say before throwing his sword somewhere in the woods. I quickly get off of him to get a better look at his horse. A beauty he is. He's almost completely black except for a small patch of white on his forehead. His saddle looked heavier than normal and he seemed tired.

"You were really fast you know that? So what if we're on opposing sides? Did you like the fight?"
The horse simply huffed and nodded his head. She smiled while petting his forehead.

Soldier POV

I'm still lying down in awe. N-no one can unsheath Jenta except me. Why did- how could SHE of all people do that? It doesn't make sense. And on top of that she defeated me. The greatest warrior of the King, defeated like a newbie of the court. This is beyond embarrassing. And top of THAT she let me live AND is playing with medianoche. What the heck is up with her?

"Don't touch him!" I say while trying to stand up. Jesus I didn't even notice she punched my ribs. It hurt. Bad.

"You must be hungry. Me of all people know that kind of face am I right?" She said with a small laugh to my horse. She just went from a cocky bitch to a- dare I say a sweet girl? No. What game is she playing at?

To my surprise medianoche is responding to her. He's nodding and signalling to my bag. Why is he so calm with her?! I just want to pull my hair out Jesus.

Cendra POV

I look over to the bag and see some coins and a couple of fresh apples.

"So you are hungry eh?" I say while getting an apple and feeding it to him. He happily chews on it and snuggles closer to me.

"Those are expensive! They're from the Pocrian kingdom!" The soldier whined as he gripped his side in pain

"Food is food, and hunger is hunger." The horse nudged me a little then signalled the bag.

"Oh did you want more?"
He shook his head no.

"Well there's only coins left." The horse nodded enthusiastically.

"Coins? Thank you, but I rather earn my money. But do you mind if I take an apple?"

"No you may not!" The soldier stated angrily, I guess getting tired of me ignoring him.

I take an apple anyways and said
"For the record I'm not a theif, simply an opportunist." Before running back home.

Soldier POV

THAT BITCH. I sigh while running a hand through my hair. I'm a fucking disgrace. Medianoche starts walking towards me and looks at me for a while.

"You know we could have just let her go and look for another, but nooo, you wanted that one." He said mockingly. Yes, medianoche is a rare breed of horse that over the generations has gained the ability to speak. And I was lucky enough to end up with the sassy spitball. I do care about him, but when he scolds me it just pisses me off.

"Shut the fuck up."

"Ah ah language Sanzo. Really, how on earth are you gonna find a girl with such a, " colorful" mouth as yourself?"

"That's easy I just don't want to get married."

"Sanzo, be reasonable."

"No, by the way what gave you the right to let her in my bag?"

"I was hungry okay? You didn't exactly give me a lot and the chase made it worse."

"Oh sorry. Look, the King honors me with the privilege-"

"There you go again with the King. King this King that. What about your friends? Do you even have any?"

"Well the other knights are-"

"Any none soldier friends?"

"No... Look I don't need friends or crap like that. All I need is you to help me serve the King."

"....You really need to get out more." He says with a sigh before I get on him to look for more slaves.