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05-06-2015, 06:25 PM
Thank God these two are alone, Astrasza never claimed to be the smartest horse, but her gamble with fatty's back feet was a mistake. And it's downright embarrassing. She could taste blood, at first it was the metallic taste from the tail of her aggressor. But then it strode forward, at first resisting her bite with a mere hip buck. But as she lost grip of the tail she wanted so badly to rip off, a second kick was given. Astrasza knew it was coming, she knew this was a stupid place to be when she went in for a bite. She watched those back hooves come at her face, anticipating the kick, she threw her head back. But she's not quick enough.
The sound of bone on bone was heard, a chilling pop as the mare's hooves clocked Astrasza in the jaw. Astrasza felt pain in her jaw, and she tasted blood. Her mouth went numb for a second, and her body hesitated.
Astrasza licks at her gums, her jaw bone hurt more than anything else. She suspected no broken teeth, but damn. That fuckin' hurt.
Glad no one's around to have seen that, no one but this thing. Guess she'll just have to kill it so it don't tell anyone.
Astrasza finds the bitch facing her now, its body ready to move. No more hesitating, she can't let it think that it's won.
Astrasza's wings beat the ground furiously, kicking up dust and flinging sand everywhere. She hoped to cloak herself in the dust, confuse her aggressor. Delay the thing's next move.
As she does this, Astrasza lunges forward again. She hopes that she is quick enough to get her head under the monster's neck to avoid a stab from that sharp horn. In this motion she aims a bite for its left knee, despite the pain in her jaw. Her weakened jaw wouldn't be as effective on this bitch's fat, round hide. But a delicate knee. Bone and soft cartilage, wrapped in small vessels of blood and a thin layer of skin. She was going for forearm, no fuck that. She went straight for the joint. She wanted to force the monster down into a kneel.
Feeling uncomfortable with head-on confrontation from the horn, she wanted to force the bitch down. Put her in a kneel where she could more easily tackle it to the ground and avoid the horn. Or better yet, maybe it won't yield. Maybe she'll just bite into that knee and cripple the bitch instead.
The sound of bone on bone was heard, a chilling pop as the mare's hooves clocked Astrasza in the jaw. Astrasza felt pain in her jaw, and she tasted blood. Her mouth went numb for a second, and her body hesitated.
Astrasza licks at her gums, her jaw bone hurt more than anything else. She suspected no broken teeth, but damn. That fuckin' hurt.
Glad no one's around to have seen that, no one but this thing. Guess she'll just have to kill it so it don't tell anyone.
Astrasza finds the bitch facing her now, its body ready to move. No more hesitating, she can't let it think that it's won.
Astrasza's wings beat the ground furiously, kicking up dust and flinging sand everywhere. She hoped to cloak herself in the dust, confuse her aggressor. Delay the thing's next move.
As she does this, Astrasza lunges forward again. She hopes that she is quick enough to get her head under the monster's neck to avoid a stab from that sharp horn. In this motion she aims a bite for its left knee, despite the pain in her jaw. Her weakened jaw wouldn't be as effective on this bitch's fat, round hide. But a delicate knee. Bone and soft cartilage, wrapped in small vessels of blood and a thin layer of skin. She was going for forearm, no fuck that. She went straight for the joint. She wanted to force the monster down into a kneel.
Feeling uncomfortable with head-on confrontation from the horn, she wanted to force the bitch down. Put her in a kneel where she could more easily tackle it to the ground and avoid the horn. Or better yet, maybe it won't yield. Maybe she'll just bite into that knee and cripple the bitch instead.
