The feeling of ripping meat off of Ilios' ass is satisfying. The rancor taste of blood reinvigorates him, fueling his last attack. If he could manage one more attack, he knew he'd have it won. One more.
His muscles were weary, crying out to him. Caleb tried his hardest to ignore the pain and continue, but doing so was quite the challenge. He just couldn't quite ignore the strain this spar was putting on his body.
When Ilios began moving towards the stag again after (sort of) falling from the sky, he was rather surprised. Ilios had much more endurance than the dark beast had thought. Perhaps Ilios' endurance was greater than his own, something Caleb would never admit to the tan boy. Caleb's upper-lip twitched with anticipation as the endurance-hulk grew nearer and nearer. His stride was awkward, not exactly any specific gait. When he is finally close, Ilios drops his head and uses his horn as his weapon of choice. Caleb is not prepared for an attack that involves a horn, and in attempt to avoid his horns, the dark stag lifts his forelegs upwards into a rear. He kicks out at Ilios' head, and while doing so, he feels that flailing horn repeatedly cut into the inner side of his left knee. The cut is thin, not extremely deep, nor gargantuan, but it stings horribly. When Caleb realizes that blood has been drawn, he lands back on the ground, hoping to see Ilios cringing from the pain of a hopefully landed kick to his head.
If it weren't for the cold rain, Caleb would surely feel the sting of accumulated cuts. His body was tired. The inner desire for blood- sated. Caleb was pleased with this spar, whether he won or not. "Until next time, Ilios."
Caleb does little now. Standing quietly, breath ragged, a seemingly docile nature takes over him. He dips his head casually before turning away from Ilios. With lengthy steps, the hybrid begins to walk away. Henrietta who had anxiously watched the fight, offered one last glance to Caleb's opponent before following her master.
Caleb knew this fight was taxing on his body. It would leave him sore and bruised. Though nothing permanent would come from this fight,there would be a cool down period. Henrietta would participate in the next fight, deciding she no longer will idly watch her bonded get kicked and hit, she would fight for him as he would for her and together, she hoped, they would conquer all.
"blah blah blah."
3/3 attacks, 430 words :: sorry this sucks I just needed to get something out, and I'm sorry for the wait- I got really busy with a lot of family/school problems! This was a fun fight though :)
:: Face-to-face, presumably. Ilios tries to cut Caleb, but Caleb rears (still getting somewhat cut) He tries to kick Ilios with one of his front hooves as Ilios is distracted with his own attack.
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what happened here? [ilios x caleb]
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