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Archibald raised his left fore-hoof and struck the ground, puffing up dirt much like a traditional bull would before charging a Matador. The black narrowed his golden eyes at the snide comment from the white stallion. Locking eyes with the bastard Archibald rose both front feet off the ground. His white feathers danced with the motion, his muscles tightened and ready for impact as his massive hooves struck the ground. Tremors shot out from the ground, shaking the footing beneath Birch in an attempt to throw him off balance.
Archibald snorted again, tucking his chin and arching his neck to protect his precious jugular and he advanced on the male, moving skillfully over the shaky earth to attempt to strike out at the white's legs and hopefully get Birch tangled up in his own legs enough to bring him to the ground. Loretta barked as she lowered her center of gravity after backing up to get out of the way of the anger stallions. The pup fed off of Archibald's pride and anger, fueling her small body with an intense passion to strike. Archibald was taught never to let anyone disrespect him, and if he had the power to, to teach the being who dared go against him a lesson. In this case, Archibald had all the right to go after Birch--the bastard deserved a good smack to teach him not to mess with someone he did not anticipate to be such a threat.
[ WC: 386| Archibald moved forward at a trot and turned when he was in front of Birch, hoping to block him from advancing forward. Archibald also used his magic to make the earth shake. As he did so he moved forward and used his front hooves to kick at Birch's legs to hope to aid his magic in knocking him off balance. 1/3 | Edited to fix word count. ]
[TEACHING: Birch's emotion is good. Archibald is furious that he disrespected him, which is exactly what Birch did. Birch turned his butt to Archibald which causes a lot of fights between stallions. ]
