Blood In The Writing[Thranduil x Déodat spar]

Blood In The Writing[Thranduil x Déodat spar]

Déodat Posts: 174

Absent Abyss atk: 3.5 | def: 10 | dam: 7

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17 hands :: 12 HP: 67.5 | Buff: NOVICE

Odette :: White German Shepherd :: None Minx

09-09-2014, 06:55 PM

DEEP ROOTS ARE NOT REACHED BY THE FROST

The Blood Prince danced on his hooves in anticipation. Just as they always did, one came with his call. An unfamiliar face arrived. It was a stallion painted in a coat of gold. He noted to two horns protruding from his head and he knew double the horns may lead to double the damage. The golden was smaller than the Blood Prince. Arrogance radiated off of the other stallion. Was he getting cocky before the battle even begun? Let the golden boy puff himself up in his arrogance. Déodat was no exception to vanity, but, he knew better than to so swiftly assume his opponent was incapable. Pride had led to far too many falls for him to ever let himself assume he had the upper hand.

With a slow dip of his head, Déodat declared the start of their dance. He pushed himself forward with his hindlegs and moved at the stallion at a slow canter. There was no need to unleash his full fury upon something that would be nothing more than a training spar. It would be foolish for him to get lost in his rage and bloodlust when he was to fight one of his own. Even strangers to him were still under the sanctum of the Basin and they were those he swore to protect. Besides, it would do no good to maim those with able bodies. There was no need for dead weight especially among soldiers.

As the Blood Prince hoped to drive himself closer he shifted his body slightly so he came upon Thranduil’s left. Once he believed himself within range he thrust out his shoulder aiming to strike his opponent’s own left shoulder. As he went in he swerved his head seeking to strike a light blow along his foe’s sides. It was time to see what the golden boy was capable of and whether that pride would serve him any good.

"Speech"
Tag;; @[Thranduil]
Words;; 320
Notes;; Aaah so sorry this took me forever and how hideous this is ;-;

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