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01-15-2014, 10:55 PM
 | Histe | Mare | 5 | 15.1hh | Equine Histe let the insult that he slung at her slide because it would only be a matter of minutes before the stallion was dead at her hooves. She would decorate her body with his blood, add his crimson to the grotesque warpaint that would eventually cover every inch of her muscled body. He would learn his place but unfortunately for him he wouldn't benefit from it. "Kill him now?" Merikh's voice echoed in her head and the brindled mare grinned her answer. "Tick, tock." She hummed. "Your time is running out." She flicked her tail and began to circle around again then stopped because something seemed wrong all of a sudden. "Run! Go! Run now!" The mare blinked as her father's voice, who had been quiet for sometime, was suddenly screaming in her head. "You idiot, run!" "Listen to him, Histe!" Then came Huinne's voice. "Go! Something isn't right!" Ever the rebel, Histe ignored the voices and instead began to tap into her magic. The storm clouds gathered quickly as she watched the flesh melt from the stallion that would have been her victim. Lightning split the sky and thunder cracked and she continued to watch as his body began to fall to pieces right before her eye. When he launched himself toward her Histe allowed the rain to finally fall from the sky, the downpour of acid stinging her flesh in a way that was comforting to her while it hurt others. She lifted herself onto her hind legs and met the wraith head on. His teeth latched onto her neck and she tried to twist away, her own teeth snapping at his rotting body, however unappetizing it was looking now. From the grass beside them Merikh appeared, his claws and teeth ready to sink into the wraith that was attacking his bonded. @[Satanic Silk] "."  |
