Ok, so you know that you agreed to do these seasonal spar things- something about training your warriors or whatever- but you didn’t really think that meant you too. You’re obviously the fittest amongst the group, and they want you to go practice? Great. And then, to top it all off, they want you to practice with the lady leader. If it had been the golden pegasus, you might have tolerated it, but you’re more than a little annoyed by the lady leader’s promotion. Now, not that you’ve been paying any attention anyways, but you’re pretty sure she hasn’t done much for the betterment of the herd. Of course, have you? Not really.

You did make some foals. It was sort of an accident, but that counts, right? Populating the earth and all that shit? Bringing new life into the world? You don’t even know. Not that you know much. Before, you were part of the herd because you were just sure that pissing off the glass horn was a great way to spend your time. Now you’re just here because Snowflake is here and, as much as you’d like to deny it, you know that you love her. So, wherever Snowflake goes, is where you go… you guess. Truth be told, you haven’t seen her around much, but then… You’ve been a little preoccupied. This stupid sickness just won’t stop.

Because you’re an ornery asshole, you tromp right into the middle of the pond where the waterfall hemorrhages all of its fluids, chewing a vine of locoweed along the way. All along the border of the pond, snakes slither to and fro while you try to decide if they’re real or fake. Have you ever seen snakes here before? No. But then… have you ever looked? Also a no. Damnit. You vaguely remember a frog being here once… Didn’t Thing #1 blow it up? It’s all a little vague now. Whatever. And you’re sure that the sharks in the water by your feet won’t hurt you… or will they?

Shaking your head to try and clear yourself from these distractions (real, or imagined), you bellow out to the lady leader. You hope she managed to follow you. “Well, COME ON!” Your gravely voice will surely never win you any awards, but it gets the job done. Shifting into a familiar fighting stance- legs wide and head low, ears pricked and eyes watchful, you wait. Her move.

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@[Ghost]
Spar- Regular Timeline
Post: 0/3
Scenery: Hidden Falls, Oxy standing in the middle of the pond where the waterfall lands/empties, all snakes and sharks are imagined because Oxy is on a quest where he is hallucinating, late morning/early afternoon, slightly overcast day, banks around the pond are still muddy from spring