aggravated hallucination [ Rikyn vs. Ki'irha ]

[JUDGED] aggravated hallucination [ Rikyn vs. Ki'irha ]

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

09-24-2015, 04:06 PM

Ki’irha
A warrior made of the midnight sky
’Treacherous Bitch!’ The words rang in the blue girl’s ears, and she cracked a smile. Ears twisted and lay flat on her head as they joined together, teeth gnashing, and the warmth of blood rushed into her mouth. The iron washed over her tongue, the blood replacing the horrid taste of black for a moment. It drove her wild, and she wanted more. The gilded stallion tore away, body wrenched away from her clamped jaws. She stumbled as he moved away from her, not expecting his weight to be supporting her upright as much as it was.

Drain all the blood from his body, her father’s name ordered, Wet the earth with his blood. As her assailant swung wide, appearing to be ready to retreat, she lunged towards him. He would not escape her this day. He had started this, and she would finish it. Neck outstretched, she went to sink white back into his hide. But blind as she was, she didn’t notice hooves heading towards her. An awful pain shot down her body as a single hoof met her shoulder. A long leg buckled and she tumbled, falling to her knees. The rest of her body followed, and she lay crumpled on the meadow floor.

Deep breaths caused her sides to shudder as she attempted to catch her breath. Her nose dropped, resting against the mud that slicked the earth. Pain radiated up and down her leg. Her head was spinning, dizziness disorienting her. A bruise bloomed deep in her shoulder, aching and throbbing as the sharpness from the initial injury subsided. She coughed, each burst short and shallow. Tar dripped slowly, congesting her and blurring her perception. Get up, get up and keep fighting. Her father’s voice was firm. She sighed, and attempted to stand. She felt like a newborn filly, her legs trembling and awkward and not quite doing what she wanted them to do. Finally standing, her stance was wide, head still dropped. She sneezed, black dribbling from her face. “You think you will win. You think you can beat me. You have no idea who you are fucking with.” Eyes flash up, steely and sharp and cold. “But I will teach you. It’s a shame you will not leave this arena to tell others how to avoid the same fate.”

The blue girl burst forwards, her sword aimed to kill. Still dizzy, still disoriented, and still nearly blind, all she was aiming for was the dark form before her. She targeted anything she could rip into. She ached to hear his cries, see him crumple, feel the life leak from him beneath her hooves. The blue girl, carved from midnight, born to rogues and outcasts, gifted from the Tallsun sky, was a warrior. She wasn’t afraid to kill. This brute crossed her, brought his rage upon her, and she would emerge victorious. She stabbed and twisted, aiming to gore the stallion. She ripped backwards, rearing and slashing with cloven onyx, waiting, craving, the feeling of hoof against muscle.

She didn’t know who this stallion was. She didn’t know his life or his home or even his name, but that wouldn’t matter soon. It wouldn’t matter when he was nothing but dinner for the buzzards that had begun to circle overhead.
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Summary:: Ki’irha reaches towards Rikyn, getting close enough that his kick partially lands on her shoulder. It causes crushing pain and a severe bruise. She falls from the kick after her leg buckles. She has a resting moment, then once she is back on her feet, she aims to stab Rikyn repeatedly with her horn, and kick/scrape/impact him with her hooves as she rears and kicks at him.
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