Here for You [Ashamin v. Zandora]

[JUDGED] Here for You [Ashamin v. Zandora]

Zandora Posts: 85

Outcast atk: 7.0 | def: 10 | dam: 3.0

Mare :: Unicorn :: 15 HH :: 7 years HP: 60.0 | Buff: NOVICE

Evara :: Black Leopard :: None ShadowMare

06-24-2015, 04:19 PM

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Pain.

A word that hid behind a thousand meanings, pain was subjective, up for the interpretation of one's own perspective. Pain meant destruction and loss, it meant losing what you worked for and having to start over in a dark abyss. Finding the light is what she had to do now, and as far as she knew it wasn't in her reach. Zandora would need to work for it, and work hard.

Her hooves tread over the light gathering of snow, millions of little flakes all coming together to create one. It was a beautiful thought, but only for those of beautiful minds. She didn't qualify for such drifts of ideas.

Pines began to spot the scene as she neared her battleground, where a stallion whom she held close to her heart was waiting for her. Ashamin had taken on a friend that did not deserve his comfort and his companionship, but yet he had. She owed that too him, and Zandora passionately would give him all she had, even though it was little.

An amethyst hoof laid it's print in the ring of resentment. Here, Zandora had a choice to step away before she got into something she wasn't entirely sure she was prepared for, but here is where Zandora would pass through and meet her temporary foe. Her eyes that lacked pupils, lacked emotion, and lacked spark, settled upon Ashamin. The familiar face bringing bitter sweet memories to her thoughts, tears, joy, brokenness, all mixed together in her cauldron of hidden emotions.

Slowly she shook the silver bangle off her leg, let the metallic band shimmer in the snow, the time had come. A wave of concentration consumed her as she felt at peace, a feeling that was as foreign to her as a sea in a desert.

The time had come.

"Yes, let us join in the practice of our skills." Zandora said with a dip of her head, backing away as if to offer Ashamin the first attack. She felt it was the polite thing to do, so Zandora blinked once and took a deep breath as she prepared her body for what he had to offer.

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OCC: phone post 0.0 sorry for its crappyness! :(((
Tag: @[Ashamin]
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