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H I S T E "Really, now?" Histe said as she, again, looked at the horn. Slowly, a smile curved the corners of her mouth making her look more sinister than usual. "It would be a shame for you to part with it." She circled back around, her eyes staying on the glass horn. "But I'm afraid that you may have to. Because I want it." She didn't want it to wear it, but to deny the younger mare of something that she seemed so proud of. "I'm going to fight you for it." 'What you do with it?' Merikh asked as his bonded threw down a challenge to the younger mare. "Smash it." She answered casually, hoping that the nonchalant answer she gave would make the foolish young girl angry and careless in her attempts to defend what what supposed to be hers. The big cat snickered and padded outside of the rotunda. Once outside he turned and looked at his bonded and watched as she followed behind him. Should the girl decide to attack Histe's retreating form he would alert her, though the sound of hooves on stone would be enough of a sign of an impending attack. The brindled mare's hooves clacked against the stone floor of the rotunda then fell silent as she stepped out onto the grass. While it was tempting to have the battle inside where she could throw her weight around and hopefully slam the younger, more inexperienced mare into the columns she decided that outside would be better. There she could use her magic to burn the young girl and punish her for her foolishness and the blasphemy of trying to turn herself into a horned monstrosity. Her tail flicked as she turned back in the direction she had come from, her eyes seeking out the other mare. 'Taller.' Merikh said distastefully. Histe snorted and rolled her pale eyes. It didn't matter to her whether or not Abishia was taller than her or not. All that mattered was experience in the art of killing and the lust for blood and she had enough of both to fuel an army. "COME AND FIGHT ME!" She bellowed then lifted her right forehoof and slammed it down. "If you run away I will find you. I will hunt you." She promised if only because she was convinced that the young filly was all talk and no show. "I will kill you." "." 403 words. 0/4 Histe is challenging Abishia for her glass horn. Battle has been moved outside of the Rotunda into the grass. Four attacks and a closing defense. Edit: changed to four attacks and a closing defense. Challenge issued: http://helovia.net/showthread.php?tid=13833" have you seen blood in the moonlight? |
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your eyes are dead [abishia] - by Histe - 05-21-2014, 10:03 PM
RE: your eyes are dead [abishia] - by Abishia - 05-26-2014, 08:56 PM
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