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01-10-2014, 03:33 PM
A thud of harsh wings sounded from the sky, above Storm. Someone had heard her resonant whinny, and had come to accept her challenge. A smirk played on her gray lips seeing a familiar figure land before her. It was Elsa, a mare that she met at the Threshold. She wanted to fight, well then bring it on. Gracefully bowing in an elegant manner, Elsa lifted back up, opening her wings, beckoning the gray mare forwards. Storm gave a respectful nod, not into the fancy bows and those type of noble things.
The cremello mare stood rigidly still in front of her, as Storm broke into a fast spring. She wasn't going to stop, not afraid of barreling into her opponent. But if the gray mare continued in a straight path towards Elsa's face, the cremello would easily side step. It was time to think strategical to win this friendly fight. Pretending to lunge to the left, Storm quickly switched to the right, shifting her whole body the other way with one powerful kick. Muscles aching from the force of exertion, she feinted towards the right, running by the mare's right flank.
Aiming a forceful shove to her right shoulder, barreling in strongly, Storm wanted to make her stumble to the left, and loose her footing. But who knows what the lithe mare could do. Running past after aiming the harsh shove, Storm kicked herself into the air, flying into the sky, gracefully turning around to face Elsa from behind in the air, waiting for her to react. Who knows if her attack actually worked.
Words: 265
Attacks: 1/3
Defense: 0/1
The cremello mare stood rigidly still in front of her, as Storm broke into a fast spring. She wasn't going to stop, not afraid of barreling into her opponent. But if the gray mare continued in a straight path towards Elsa's face, the cremello would easily side step. It was time to think strategical to win this friendly fight. Pretending to lunge to the left, Storm quickly switched to the right, shifting her whole body the other way with one powerful kick. Muscles aching from the force of exertion, she feinted towards the right, running by the mare's right flank.
Aiming a forceful shove to her right shoulder, barreling in strongly, Storm wanted to make her stumble to the left, and loose her footing. But who knows what the lithe mare could do. Running past after aiming the harsh shove, Storm kicked herself into the air, flying into the sky, gracefully turning around to face Elsa from behind in the air, waiting for her to react. Who knows if her attack actually worked.
Words: 265
Attacks: 1/3
Defense: 0/1
