Dominus loiters nearby, tongue lolling. Despite his white fur he suffers greatly from the heat, with his thick mane and his inability to sweat. Through their bond Nyx can tell that he is considerably pissed off about being made to fight in such conditions, because his love of dozing on a rock in the sun outweights his love of shredding things. But with much cajoling the mare has persuaded the idle predator to participate, and all that remains is for them to find a target.

The words of a pegasus reach her ears. If there's one thing Nyx hates, it's fighting bloody pegasi. As well as being impossible to hit because they can dance just out of a horn's reach like feathered trolls, she also has an irrational fear of being shat on from a great height, because pegasi and pigeons are closely related, right? But again, the iron lady wants to test her limits. A day that's as sweaty as a randy stallion's asscrack combined with a formidable feathered foe? Nyx's idea of hell, yet it is a hell she wants to conquer. "Count me in," she says cheerily, horned head dipping in a nod. "I'm Nyx of the World's Edge, this is Dominus." The lion's eyes light up, his slovenly intentions forgotten at the sight of something with wings for him to try and eat. Friendly spar, Nyx reminds him, but the dark laugh that fills her mind doesn't exactly fill her with hope.

Her gaze pans across Ampere, taking in everything. Naturally the mare's wings are an advantage, and if those electrical markings are anything to go by then Nyx isn't the only storm queen here, so she'll have to be on the lookout for magic. Yet the majority of her opponent's fur is black, and sun is drawn to dark colours. Such fur is a distinct disadvantage in Nyx's eyes, because the black parts of her legs are far hotter than the grey parts, and if Ampere is that hot across all her body...hopefully she will tire faster. The mare is smaller than Nyx, lending Nyx a possible strength advantage, but that probably means Ampere is more agile. The surroundings don't exactly offer much in the way of comfort either, as there are no hills for the soldier to perch upon in order to try and attack her pegasus foe when the blue-marked mare inevitably takes to the skies. After all, it's too much to hope that Ampere will helpfully forget she has wings for the duration of the fight.

But enough dilly-dallying. Bloody, sweaty glory awaits.

Deciding to try and seize the advantage of attacking first, Nyx bunches her muscles and launches herself forwards. She aims to charge towards Ampere head-on at a slow and energy-conserving canter, horn lowered like a knight's javelin, looking for all the world like she intends to try and drive the obsidian spiral deep into the pegasi's chest. But no! At the very last moment Nyx flings her weight to her right, hooves digging deep into the meadow as she uses the sun-hardened ground to propel herself in her chosen direction. As she does, she leans her left shoulderblade slightly forwards, aiming to crash the front of it into the left side of Ampere's chest. Her aim is to use her superior weight and size to try and push the smaller mare backwards, perhaps even unbalance her. It's not very often that Nyx fights somebody smaller than herself, so she's damned well going to enjoy all the perks.

Simultaneously, the soldier flicks her head upwards, her horn angled towards the front of Ampere's left wing near where it joins her body. In a real fight Nyx would have tried to drive the horn deep into the meat of the wing joint to disable it, but this is only a spar and the steel woman isn't that mean. Instead she aims to simply rasp the tip of her horn upwards across the left wing joint, to try and draw blood but not irreversibly maim.

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Summary: Charges towards Ampere, feints right at the last moment and tries to slam left shoulder into left shoulder whilst also trying to horn-slash at her left wing.

Good luck Blu, excited to be fighting you again! :D @[Ampere]