Ricochet's insult fell on deaf ears, as the mare was too busy studying and taking in his reaction from hearing the name Isilme. The simple reaction told volumes to her and she could safely assume that he was from Isilme as well. Her lips twitched and she laughed again, paying no heed to the dog as it ran in circles around her. What did she care for the dog? She could end it quickly and leave the stallion a broken mess of despair and sadness at the loss of his companion. Pet. Whatever the hell it was to him. In the end it wouldn't matter. They would both be dead at her hooves.
Histe strode forward only to stop when the ground around her errupted in plumes of fire and smoke, though the fire died down quickly in part to the rain. Her head jerked back, her pale eyes glistening with excitement. It had been far too long since anyone had put up a real fight. Even that last colt, the red one with the dragon, had run before any real fun could be had. The mare cackled as Ricochet's teeth clamped down on the skin of her neck. She threw her weight onto her hind end, allowing her to raise her front end up, her knees aimed for the stallion's barrel. She, however, wasn't able to avoid Ricochet's hooves as they scraped down her forelegs, scraping away thin flesh.
"My turn." She rasped before snapping her teeth at the stallion's ear, intent on ripping it just as she had done Jackal's. The clouds above them began to roil and the soft pattering of rain ended abruptly. Lightning pierced the sky and thunder shook the very ground they stood on. Histe only laughed more as the rain began to fall again, steady at first. A few drops here and there, sizzling as they hit flesh. The rain quickly grew in intensity, soaking the ground and setting fire to the brush that hadn't been wet nearly enough by mother nature's rain.
Histe pulled back from the stallion, her wicked grin still in place. She tossed her head, throwing her acid drenched forelock from her face. "Better close your eyes, little master." She taunted. "Acid loves to eat flesh." Her teeth clicked together and she laughed again before throwing her body back into the fray, teeth aimed for the stallion's windpipe as her forelegs sought to strip away the flesh from his legs and crack bones.
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