From the point of impact things seemed to proceed in slow motion as each breath seemed to take an agonizing toll. At first all the dappled stallion could focus on was whether or not Kiara was alright but attention was forced elsewhere when a flaming orb materialized nearby. What in the hell?!? Throwing his head up and back with a startled snort in an attempt to get himself as far away from the flames as possible he tried to jump sideways away from the mare and whatever she had created. Whatever was happening seemed to strip the air of all oxygen leaving his lungs burning as he struggled to inhale whatever air was left. Stumbling slightly as things around him seemed to move in circles he felt something crunch against his body as his large mass took out a small sapling that happened to be in the way. A minute or so passed before the flaming object disappeared from sight returning all that it had taken from the surrounding atmosphere.

Shaking his head to clear the fuzziness from his vision that the lack of oxygen had created he steadied himself and whipping his head around to find out where the painted mare had disappeared to in all the confusion. “Kiara?? Where are you? Are you alright? Kiara??” Reaching out his mind in a panic to find his bonded he needed to know if she had been hurt. His silver gaze flashed over the chestnut mare briefly but continued to search until he found a rather frazzled Kiara watching him as she picked herself up from the snow. “I fine.” Huffing in relief he felt his anxiety level drop down a couple notches. From the looks of it Kiara had seemed to have avoided most of the damage directed her way in brief tussle. “Focus.” What? Oh right the spar… Whatever the mare had conjured had certainly taken them by surprise this time but that ship had sailed now so they would be ready for it should it happen again.

Turning himself to refocus on Cheveyo despite the protests from the strained muscles in his chest and right shoulder he tried to come up with his next move. Initially fear had made him oblivious to his own injuries as he had been more concerned for Kiara but now he could definitely feel the bruising to the deep tissues where he had rammed himself into the mare. That was going to hurt after all this was said and done but a small price to pay overall. Injuries would heal over time but should this be a real battle death was not as forgiving. Now back to the plan… not that he had really had one in the first place. Picking up his feet he careened forward out of the thick brush setting his sights on his next attack. Kiara too was already back on the move slinking as silently as possible through the thick fog letting her keen senses guide her into place. Hooves needed to be avoided but large fleshy areas made perfect targets to sink her teeth and claws into.

Pinning his ears back to his skull the stallion pushed himself to close the distance between himself and his target. Listening for the silence of his partner’s footsteps he turned sharply to slide around a tight corner to put himself where he wanted to be as close to the mare’s shoulder as he could get. Kicking up his heels he aimed to strike the fae’s barrel opposite Kiara’s claw marks as he thrust his horn forward hoping to pierce into anything he could manage to reach. Meanwhile Kiara circled around behind to close in on the pair from the outside trying to drive the paint into her partners attack or at very least get another chance to try and take the mare down by sinking her teeth into her fleshy neck like she would with a deer. Hey, the mare was small enough so she might as well give it a try and see what all would happen.



Ciceron talks
Ciceron thinks
Kiara speaks

Injuries: Bite wound on the left side of his hip that is already bruising and deep muscle bruising in his chest muscles and right shoulder from making impact with Cheveyo. Also there was temporary oxygen deprivation and dizziness caused by Chev's magical attack.

Attack: 2/3
Words: 678

ooc: edited to add attack count and word count