Shoot First [Ashamin v. Ciceron]

[JUDGED] Shoot First [Ashamin v. Ciceron]

Ciceron Posts: 315

Outcast atk: 6.5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 6.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.2 :: 6 HP: 69.5 | Buff: ENDURE

Kiara :: White Tiger :: Poison nickel

12-28-2015, 09:18 PM

Predator and prey walked as one through the shielded mists of the Halycon Flats searching for their next challenge. Their latest victory had been a great one indeed, considering their rival Volterra had proven to be quite the aggressor. Somehow luck had favoured the pair and not decided to turn them both into giant popsicles with no thanks to Volterra's companion, Vérzés. Well Kiara had at least avoided all the repercussions of battle, he had wound up with a block of ice dangling from the ends of his tail. All in all he was quite satisfied with the turnout.

Irritated with the cool rain Ciceron shakes his muscled body to clear away the built up moisture, his amulets jingling softly against his neck. Why couldn't the weather just stay warm and comfortable instead of flip flopping between hot and cold? This thick fog that surrounded them concealed even the dim light of his markings giving the whole place a rather gloomy sullen appearance. Both himself and Kiara being a mixture of grey's, black's, and white's seemed to fit in nicely into the scenery for once rather than standing out like sore eyes.

It was the pungent scent of another that halted their advance while Kiara took full advantage of her olfactory senses to see who might await them. "Stallion and some sort of antelope type creature." She commented looking up to him for guidance on what he would like to do. Lifting his own mighty crown to the skies his silver eyes could just make out the silhouettes of two his partner had described. Smirking as the words touched his auds he took a moment or two to consider his options. They could either refuse or strike out and give themselves a workout for the day. It was hardly a decision as before he knew it he had extended his own front left hoof striking it to the ground below.

"Take them from behind while I go in head on." Without any hesitation Kiara had transformed from the mellow jungle cat who was just enjoying life, into a predator that was not to be messed with. Setting forward with heavy footfalls in the hopes of masking his tigress's soft footsteps leading around from behind he bellowed out his signal of acceptance. Advancing on the pair with his mane whipping back against his neck he dug deep to ensure that he was able to keep the best footing possible on the already slick surface. Kiara's reflective eyes gave away her position as she advanced from as close to behind as she could get, with a bloodcurdling growl before she tried to pounce up on top of the stallion's back. Seeing his opportunity to sneak his way in, Ciceron lept forward with head drawn downward and in, seeking to use war stomp to set both the opponents off balance before they could react.

Upon landing his attention turned to the large stallion aiming to strike him from front. Thrusting his head forward he aims to puncture whatever he can find with his horn, hopefully in the process distracting Kiara's attack. "It would be my pleasure." He commented with a sarcastic smirk.

Ciceron talks
Silent Speech
Kiara speaks

Words: 531
Attack: 1/3
Summary: Ciceron uses war stomp and tries to distract Ashamin by trying to stab him with his horn. Pays no attention to Lochan at this time. Kiara tries to circle around back of Ashamin and Lochan to take them by surprise, utters a ugly growl before tries leaping up on Ashamin to bite and claw whatever she can get a hold of.

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