Gull

To your surprise, the beast actually has an answer for you. You didn’t expect him to engage, and you certainly didn’t expect his response to be flat-out denial. Of course he’s trying to own everyone! It’s what his kind does! Still, the sound of his voice—gruff, and oddly so normal—startles you. Since when did the enemy try to pretend that he was anything but the bad guy? His weren’t the kind to hide behind excuses; they were the kind to hide behind those glorified sticks on their heads as they gouged out eyes and ripped through flesh. It’s a good thing that you don’t really have enough time to process it all right now, or this sort of contradiction just might have sent your brain into overload. Instead, your thoughts (precious few that they number) are directed at your opponent’s position…especially now that he’s charging you.

It is the second move that the unicorn has made to attack you, and while you knew that he wouldn’t just stand there and accept your beating hooves with a smile and a “thank you, come again!” it makes your blood boil to watch him fight back. If his words had a chance of defying anything you’d been taught about his kind (namely, that unicorns are power-hungry, bloodthirsty murderers who don’t care whether they are in the right or in the wrong), your opponent’s actions erase that possibility with the few short strides it takes to reach you. With every heavy hoofbeat, he’s proving it all true—they’re blind and violent butchers, the lot of them!

Anyway, before he has the chance to point the business end of his horns at you again, you spring away from him, throwing your weight back on your hind legs and pitching your front end to his right. You fully intend to have another crack at that shoulder, because this time, you’ll put him on the ground, and once he’s there, he’ll never get up. But he is too close, and too quick. At the last second, you see his neck snake, and his mouth opens, filthy yellow teeth fixed to clamp down on your throat.

For the first time in your six years, a unicorn’s rage mars your hide.

Your half-completed leap to your left may have saved your life, because instead of closing down on your jugular vein, the brute’s incisors only pinch a fold of skin beneath your neck and nick your flesh. A thin red necktie decorates your white throat, but only for a moment. In seconds, a sharp jab and a gush of blood turn the trickle into a crimson apron. While his teeth may have missed their target, the spikes on his face have left their mark on the bottom of your jaw. As you threw your head out of the way of his onslaught, three dark spikes lodged beneath your face, from your chin to your jaw, tearing the tender underside.

“KILLER!” you screech, seeing the blood dripping down your chest and into the grass. Fury and shock are both evident in your face: fury for the apparent reasons, and shock…shock for the boldness of his attack. You are no stranger to brutality; you have seen the scars that the survivors bear, and you have heard the raspy whisper of a voice box nearly ripped out. But to see this beast lunge for your throat…though you’ve been raised to expect nothing less from his kind, it’s still sinking in that he just tried to kill you.

You won’t give him another chance. In fact, you’d like to return the favor. With a bellow of pain and anger, you hurl yourself to your left, aiming the weight of your entire body at his twice-injured shoulder. You have no patience for his counterattacks, and should you fall on him in your decidedly unrefined strategy, then fall you will. Anything that’s enough to send him crashing to the earth is good enough for you. You just want him dead.

@[Rostislav]

WC:667

3/3 attacks, 0/1 closing defense
Summary: Gull tries to dodge Rostislav’s charge by throwing his weight back and to Rostislav’s right, but as he throws his head in the air, Rostislav’s teeth nick his throat and Rostislav’s face spikes tear into the flesh beneath Gull’s jaw. Enraged, Gull throws his entire weight to his left in an attempt to “sweep the leg” and topple his opponent. (Karate Kid reference anyone?)

OOC: I think this is the wait to top all waits so far! Thankfully, the end is in sight :D

trouble just grew wings