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11-14-2015, 05:56 PM
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There was movement behind the two fighters - the rustle of wings, hushed commands, and shifting bodies - but it was hard to clearly differentiate any one voice amidst the hiss of flames and Gaucho's own heavy breathing. Mara vaguely made it known that it was Gaucho's family gathered behind, to rally and support him, but he didn't need to be told. He knew, just as surely as they all knew he would come to avenge them in a similar situation. Before his body could reach Colt, the Wildfire felt something akin to a kick striking the center of his blue-striped chest. However the radius of pain was far too small to be a kick, and Colt is still too far away for her short legs to have reached him. Pain ebbed outwards in a dull throb with each step that Gaucho took towards the stout mare. Yet the pain pleased him. It meant that, although she ran from his flames, that she was not running from this fight. Her worthiness grew in his eyes, even as his fire died down. "Good." His voice sounded guttural -almost like it was just a coincidence that his mouth formed the word while air moved out of it. The rapidly-growing lump of pain in his chest flared brightly as his body brushed past Colt - and although he couldn't feel the blood drawn from her ear, he could at least feel the satisfying tug of resistance on his collar, caused by the spike piercing her flesh. As her lips peeled back and her teeth aimed for his thigh, Gaucho's ears pinned. Inside his skull and on his antlers, Mara mentally and physically displayed her frustration by writhing from side to side and hissing into his mind. Gaucho felt Colt's teeth pinching his skin, but instead of pulling away, he thrust his left hip towards her face, hoping both to knock her off balance and make her teeth disengage from his thigh, and also possibly to wound her nose. As he was doing this, he mentally gave Mara the go ahead. Like a streak of white lightning, the snake lunged. She aimed for Colt's wither or left shoulder, hoping to inject her venom into a meaty part of the mare. The snake was likely just as protective of Gaucho's children as he was - and she knew better than any the relief that flooded his heart when Zeno returned, and how it had blossomed into something even more robust when she didn't disappear soon after. The snake retracted just as Gaucho pivoted on his forehand, swinging his body right. His hind legs lifted off of the ground aiming for whatever part of Colt's compact form he could hit; hoping to further destabilize and injure her. Although it was growing ever darker, Gaucho hoped that the full extension of his legs would be enough to strike some part of her. And if not... As his hind-legs crashed back to the earth, the earth in turn seemed to vibrate in response as his warrior's magic bowed and flexed the rocky terrain. Gaucho clenched his teeth as a tremor of pain shuttered through his chest, and not for the first time he wondered how the dark mare had caused him this injury. Magic was surely the culprit but ... he had seen nothing. For now, the warrior stifled that question as he finished the pivot which had been interrupted by his buck. He tried to position himself between Colt and those who had gathered, keeping them behind him. He wouldn't have Colt further trying to assault those he cared about. Gaucho's wings rose from his flanks, and spread outwards. This tactic was only partially to intimidate the much shorter mare - in truth, the real reason was to shed light on who the thief was. Literally. Gaucho's flames bathed the area in a warm golden light, which was a stark contrast to the rapidly decreasing natural light. Already long shadows lingered a dark blue-black along the rocky shoreline. Set on the Helovia-shores of the Dragon’s Throat (Since Zeno’s last thread was in the Throat, I thought that this made the most sense). Dusk - Tallsun. Challenge to make @Colt DT prisoner 2/4 Summary: Her rock hits him in the chest. Her teeth pinch his thigh, and he throws his weight against her face, while Mara tries to bite her shoulder/wither and inject her with her poison. Gaucho pulls away and pivots - bucks towards Colt - and then continues his Pivot to try and put himself in between Colt and his gathered family. WC: 592 [I don't need to be tagged. I'M ON IT :D] Gaucho the Wildfire
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