Gaucho felt the supple golden-splotched flesh give way to his muscular physique, and was filled with the thrilling intoxication of battle. It was truly an amazing experience, feeling the flesh of another yield to your own - to cause fear, panic, and pain simply with a touch - a touch that in other times and with different pressure could cause bliss, chills, and delight. However the euphoria was interrupted by the scent of blood that filled Gaucho's dark nostrils, as his head pulled away from her flanks. He hadn't meant to draw blood - only alert her to the dangers of his antlers by dragging them against her soft flesh. Gaucho was not normally one to haphazardly attack others; his movements were normally carefully considered and executed. But that was a worry he would deal with later.
As their hooves collided, Gaucho too felt the ringing not-quite-right feeling in his bones, and pinned his dark ears against his skull. Grunting, he nodded with approval; he was glad that she hadn't simply let him charge past her.
Gaucho flicked an ear behind him, and realized that he could only hear his hoof-falls in the thick mud, not Aurelia's. With a grunt, the dun cast a look behind in time to see the pearly wings of the mare pulling her up into the skies. Given the overcast clouds, her brilliant coat stood out like a smear of white against the canvas of gray. His stormy gaze followed her movements, trying to decide if she was planning on remaining in the skies, or would try and aerial attack. The only time he had ever seen Aurelia fly was when she was younger - and her maneuvers and skills at that time had been sloppy and not well guided. Perhaps it was this misguided assumption that her flying skills had not grown, even if her body had, that led the dun to remain in one place for too long. As she angled towards him, front hooves lowered, for a fraction of a second, Gaucho wondered how on earth she was going to land at that angle, and with her hooves drawn out like that.
NOT Mara hissed loudly in his antlers, smacking the side of his cheek with her tail to try and instill some life into her bonded. The loose mud beneath his large hooves made any sort of quick movements impossible. Gaucho grunted as he forced his legs to move through the sludge, but it wasn't fast enough. His assumptions about Aurelia's flying skills, the footing, and her smaller stature in the air had given her the upper hand. Tendrils of pain shot through the warrior's back, as he felt her hooves scrape down his considerable hindquarters. Had she hit her original target of his withers, he might have been forced to his knees from the impact - but luckily he had moved far enough forward to evade that. However, his hind legs buckled with her weight, splattering his dark thighs with mud. Emitting a grunt of pain, Gaucho used his powerful wings to move himself forward, taking some of the weight off of his hind legs.
Although he was in pain, a grin still broke out across his dark muzzle. "Good" He grunted, finally collecting his hind end under himself, and trotting a few steps forward. "Remember. If you fly against a yewwneekorn, you leave your belly open to their horn. That not good." Pivoting on his hind end, he allowed Mara to bite the tip of his ear, drawing a small bead of blood. "What about magic? What you do then?"
Silvery mist pooled from Gaucho's antlers, forming into three abnormally large eagles. Their ethereal bodies began to take shape, as they flew towards Aurelia. Spreading out, one attempted to come at her from above, while the other two aimed for her right and left sides. This left the front for Gaucho. Stomping a hoof into the ground, a ripple shot out seemingly underneath the earth. The ground caved and waved with the magic, as Gaucho cantered forward diligently in the mud. His movements were slightly stifled by the pain still radiating in his back and rump, but also because of the slippery footing, threatening to unbalance him.He meant to collide directly into her - to have his powerful and broad chest collide with her own. Ears against his skull, his teeth snapped for the left side of her neck.
WC: 693
Post: 2/3
Closing Defense: 0/1
So Gaucho is using his War Stomp ability as well - I don't normally ever use it, so I just wanted to mention that's what was going on as well. :3
OOC Notes
You're hilarious! I actually lol'd during this (Lesson One: Watch where the fuck you flail.), so really good start. I like how you right Aurelia - Her desire to be strong is sort of mixed in with her general inexperience, and she reads really genuine to me. Also, this description: This, unfortunately, makes my hoof go... tingle-y for a second-- almost like when you hit that one bone in your body and it tingles and you have to take a break for a few seconds to wait for the tingling to go away. - Totally. I think everybody knows exactly what feeling you mean.
Things to work on:
I specifically say that I don't want his antlers to cut her, so I'm surprised you took the damage there. I know his attack (based on dice roll) was strong, that just surprised me a little. You might have added in a little dialogue about how he weren't expecting him to go so hard and to actually draw blood - or that maybe he doesn't know his own strength, or something.
Also, there is very little mention of pain. Gaucho is much larger, and he's knocking against her - imagine if someone bigger came up and body-checked you - sure you might want to play dead to avoid anything else, but it would also hurt.
For your attack, flying into the air and aiming for his withers well...we probably shouldn't expect that he's just going to stand there. What you might want to do, is say something like "But if he does decide to move, i'll land and use my momentum to run into him" - something like that so I have more to go on. Right now, if I just...move aside, or take to the air myself, your attack just collapses. Because that attack was rolled as being really strong, I had it so that she did hit - but it's something to keep in mind.
Finally, as Sevin mentioned (and I see you edited it) make sure you number your posts. It should always go something like
WC: ###
Attack #/#
And then any other commentary.
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