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03-10-2014, 04:04 PM
It had only been a few days since the white-coated mare had battled with the rusty pony, but the blood stains still damped her wounds. Her spine and lower injuries ached with pain as she stumbled on through the deep Frostfall snow. She didn’t know where she was going; she didn’t really care either. The dark lady didn’t have anything better to do anyway, to most, she was just another worthless rat. But the mare didn’t care what they said, she didn’t give a damn what they thought, she was made from the strongest, and probably the longest, line of monsters alive. She didn’t have a problem with some immature-talking idiots. The mare didn’t have time to fool around.
Hellä continued along with her lagging night. Large snowflakes fell from the dark sky and sprinkled the already white earth. She had a pain trying to get through the snow, her legs slowly making their way through the deep terrain. Why was it this way? Hellä hadn’t struggled through the battle, yet days later, she was sore as hell. Maybe it had been too long of a gap between her last war and the one she had with the stubborn little bitch. If she had stayed in shape, she might not feel as bad as she did as of now.
The wind picked up and it began blowing against her, making her struggle even more. Her harks perked as another gust of wind blew in her daunting face. It made a shiver flow through her spine, causing the wound on her lined dock to shake with pain. Hellä didn’t know what made her mind go crazy, because all she smelt was another damn stud.
She had a sense to follow him and when she came to a yield, her muscular, but weak, legs climbed up the mountain, hoping to come closer to the male. She saw a coal black glimmer in the distance, but she was blinded by the snow and couldn’t tell if it was the steed or not.
[EDIT: Forgot the wishlist x.x
Wishlist :: [Dark x Fire :: Hellä is able to create thick clouds of smoke in one's lungs. She must concentrate on her opponents breathing and the smell of smoke before able to clog the lungs. :: Restrictions: The smoke will only last one post during battle.]
Hellä continued along with her lagging night. Large snowflakes fell from the dark sky and sprinkled the already white earth. She had a pain trying to get through the snow, her legs slowly making their way through the deep terrain. Why was it this way? Hellä hadn’t struggled through the battle, yet days later, she was sore as hell. Maybe it had been too long of a gap between her last war and the one she had with the stubborn little bitch. If she had stayed in shape, she might not feel as bad as she did as of now.
The wind picked up and it began blowing against her, making her struggle even more. Her harks perked as another gust of wind blew in her daunting face. It made a shiver flow through her spine, causing the wound on her lined dock to shake with pain. Hellä didn’t know what made her mind go crazy, because all she smelt was another damn stud.
She had a sense to follow him and when she came to a yield, her muscular, but weak, legs climbed up the mountain, hoping to come closer to the male. She saw a coal black glimmer in the distance, but she was blinded by the snow and couldn’t tell if it was the steed or not.
[EDIT: Forgot the wishlist x.x
Wishlist :: [Dark x Fire :: Hellä is able to create thick clouds of smoke in one's lungs. She must concentrate on her opponents breathing and the smell of smoke before able to clog the lungs. :: Restrictions: The smoke will only last one post during battle.]
