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06-25-2015, 12:18 PM
Snow, oh how I hate the snow. The white icy cold stuff clings to the slight feathering around my hooves along with balling up painfully under my hooves. It's just generally, annoying. Alanna scouted ahead, looking for our sparring partner. I was not fond of being paired up with our mason Parelia. Not that I have anything against her. But shouldn't I be fighting against someone more skilled? One that could improve my own skills? I sigh heavily as we finally reach the base of the Heavenly Fields. I freeze for a moment, remembering one of the last times I had sent Alanna ahead to scout. It had been through her eyes that I had watched my mother's murder at the top. With a shake I moved up the rocky slope.
Alanna reaches the top first of course. She is here, waiting. I grunt softly. So much for the element of surprise. I stop just before reaching the top to think though a plan of attack. How would Kaj or Archibald, or even Ktulu approach this fight? I know i'll hold back my magic, as I don't want to hurt her to much. But i'll let it go if she uses any magic she has on me. Does she even have magic? She is companioned. Don't under estimate. Alanna speaks smoothly into my mind. Better get this started... Counting down... Ten... Nine... My hooves dig into the dirt and snow as I shove forward and up the last part of the slope charging straight for the pale winged mare. Alanna growls disapprovingly as she moves to follow me into the fight. I got bored, let's go! I aim for the right side of her chest, hoping to shove her off balance at the very least as my teeth seek her wing. I wouldn't harm her to much. After all, we're family now. Alanna hangs back, waiting to see an opening for an attack or to protect me from the bird.
"Sed interdum rutrum urna, sed pellentesque sapien tempor in."
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Word Count: 328
Tagged: @[Parelia]
Summary: Arrives up the slope to the field and waits a few minutes before charging up and at Parelia. He aims for the right side of her chest with his body while his teeth aim to take hold of her right wing.
Aaron
A Shepherd I Shall Be, For Thee, My Lord, For Thee
Power Hath Descended Forth From Thy Hand
That My Feet May Swiftly Carry Out Thy Command
So I Shall Flow A river Forth To Thee
And Teeming With Souls Shall It Ever Be
Power Hath Descended Forth From Thy Hand
That My Feet May Swiftly Carry Out Thy Command
So I Shall Flow A river Forth To Thee
And Teeming With Souls Shall It Ever Be
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In Nomine Patris Et Filii
Et Spiritus Sancti
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In Nomine Patris Et Filii
Et Spiritus Sancti
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Permission granted to use magic or physical force with Aaron at any time for any reason to any degree, with the exception of killing him.
