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Finally the mare was slowly achieving her goal, becoming a warrior was the first of her multi-step plan. She went over the plan again as paced around the meadow slowly. Step one, come a warrior, step two, spar and become strong, step three, take revenge on the gold trimmed bitch. Anger flared in her slim sides as the image of the unknown mare flashed into her mind. She hated that mare more than she had ever hated anyone in her life. Parelia had been minding her own businesses heading home to shelter from the rain storm, when the mare had jumped her in the Thistle meadow. Her chiseled head lowered ears pinned to her skull to reflect the rage in her soul. Honey orbs were nearly blinded by the rage pounding through her veins. Why had that stupid unicorn attacked her, off all the people in the world. Pawing the ground and watching the dust billow around her white legs. She was ready to fight, ready to extend her training and become a warrior that would help her plan along. Throwing her slender body into the warm air she let out a whinny calling someone to her. She hopped it would be someone from her herd, so they could train together. Parelia knew she would not be nearly as viscous with another herd member, no matter how she felt. As she waited she warmed up her muscles trotting in circles and pumping her wings. She could feel her blood pulsing hotly through her well muscled frame. This was her moment to shine her moment to win! She let out another shrill neigh begging for an opponent to show themselves. Walking "Talking"’Thinking’ Words: 279 @[Oxy] Setting: Warm day firm ground in the heavenly field sunny. Three attacks one closing devense. Oxy can attack first! <3 Training spar Parelia |
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Please tag Parelia! Attack at anytime
