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10-28-2015, 03:26 AM
Parelia & Penna
Bright honey eyes watched the stallion closely picking up a slight flicker of anger. Was he mad at her? Mad because he had been pitted against the Mason once more? A snort ripped form her delicate muzzle as her right front leg pawed at the ground. Sure her cream and white hide was covered in boils, but she didn't care right now. Anger pulsed through her lithe frame burying the pain from the blisters. Pretty features twisted to that of determination and mild indignation. How dare he underestimate her fighting prowess. Sure she wasn't as highly known as Ktulu or Archibald, but she could fight well enough. He had no right to look down at her just because he didn't know of her past. Were the scars upon her frame not enough proof? 'Guess I'll have to try and teach him a lesson.' Penna screeched as he circled over head.Love is the irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired || Robert Frost It didn't take long before the stallion started the spar. A whine from his hound alerts the mare instantly something is about to happen. Penna screeches as pain races through their bond. Flames lick over her hide and pain forces a scream from her lunges. A grim thought enters her mind for a moment, 'So this is what burning feels like. She screams again and bucks out trying to fight the flames covering her pelt. The agony stirs the lady's own magic; lifting it's own burning head. Within twenty seconds the pain fizzles out. Now her eyes clear and she sees Aaron reaching her to late. Teeth grip her neck, once more pain screams through her body. Ripping her body to the left she bucks out hoping to catch his jaw or chest as he races past. Penna's sharp eyes see that Parelia's hide bares no marks from the flames that had blanketed her body. Only sweat and aching muscles remain from the attack. Blood drips down her neck. 'So he wants to play rough, huh?' Blue flames erupt over her body as she turns to charge after him. Fighting fire with fire, isn't that how that old adage went? She tries to run straight into him, trying to catch his large body on fire. Penna dives for the hound claws out stretched trying to cut her head, and keep her distracted. |
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Tags; @Aaron
OOC; 1/3 attacks She feels the full affect if his magic and it wears off just as he reaches her and bites her neck drawing blood out. She rips away to the left and bucks at his face hoping to hit his jaw, or anything she can. Then she turns her fire on trying to burn his side or ass depending on how he is standing/running. Penna dives for Alanna trying to cut her head and keep her occupied
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Please tag Parelia! Attack at anytime
