”Strike?” Odette asked through their bond. Déodat pondered on whether to finally sick his bloodthirsty hound upon the mare. No, they would wait. They would watch and see what this mare would do as he stepped even closer hoping to place himself face to face with his opponent. He curled back his lip and sought to lock eyes with the golden mare, to let her see the rage pumping through his body. He wanted to sense her fear and watch her tremble. He assumed this mare was simply talk and had no bite to match her words.
“I challenge you to a fight Little Bird. Win and you can walk a free woman, lose and you’re mine,” Déodat’s voice oozed spite and it was almost mocking. Already idea circulated through his mind of the uses of a thrall. Surely there was labor that could be done by the little bird.
While he spoke, Odette aimed to stand at the mare’s back and she growled loudly. As she circled the mare she snapped out her jaws to bite at the open air, aiming to intimidate rather than injure. The gentle hound had faded into a predator in the game that lay afoot.
[ @[Aurelia]
Déodat is challenging Aurelia for her freedom. Continuation of this thread.
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Magic and companions allowed
Setting: The entrance to the Basin. Cold winter day.
First attack goes to Aurelia if you'd like.]
Bears the name of "Battle Born"