Care to Dance? [Enna vs Ki'irha Spar]

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[JUDGED] Care to Dance? [Enna vs Ki'irha Spar]

Ki'irha Posts: 176

Outcast atk: 4.5 | def: 9.0 | dam: 6

Mare :: Unicorn :: 15hh :: 5 years old HP: 64.5 | Buff: NOVICE

Noella

#12

06-28-2015, 09:50 AM

Ki’irha
A Warrior Cloaked in Midnight
The brown mare turned and spun, dancing on delicate hooves before lashing out, turning the dancing toes into weapons. It surprised the blue mare, this new sudden fire, and she could see it burning hot in the bicolored eyes that bore into her. She tried to avoid the striking hooves, but her hoof slipped on a patch of thin ice, and she simply wasn't quick enough. A solid kick slammed into her shoulder, causing her to stumble further. The crowned blue winced. Pain swelled into the muscle, twisting and writhing like a dying snake. She sprung away, spry despite her pain, getting well out of reach from the earthen fae, attempting to avoid further force and injury.

With that, it was over. As quickly as it had started, it was finished. Snow had begun to fall softly, soundless. The cobalt mare sneezed, crimson blood from her nose splattering and staining the pure snow that was already beginning to erase the signs of their spar. She stood upright, perfectly still, head high and proud. Her white mane fluttered in the breeze. Pain and soreness ebbed into the muscles if the mare. Her chest stung where the antler had sliced her clean, and the bite on her neck was more bothersome than anything. She favored her left leg, the leg that had caught the last effort of battle. Whoever won, whoever lost, it didn't matter. With silver eyes, the midnight warrior watched the doe make her exit.

An onlooker might say the Corporal appeared regal, confident, like a solid rock in an unsure world of war. Though young, she was strong, and with the right tools her rawness could be chiseled and molded. But right now, she simply felt bad. The feeling was a foreign one, as typically a spar was a spar, but she felt as though she had been too rough with something delicate, a creature made for so much more than the cruelties of war. The brown mare dropped an invitation to the springs, and Ki knew that she should follow, make her amends. She wanted to make sure her herdmate was alright.

With that, the young warrior girl left her post, and made her way after Enna, tracing a thin path over the white earth.

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"The Cry of a Warrior”
Conclusion 1/1
Word Count: 377
Tagged:: @[Enna]
OOC:: Sorry it took so long!

Ki'irha takes the kick to the left shoulder, leaving her with extreme pain and a temporary limp. She then continues on to get out of reach for any further attacks. Upon the conclusion of their spar, it begins to snow. Ki'irha stands a bit off, watching Enna leave, and then goes to follow her.

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