Airlia

"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned"

The mare watched him snarl his reply at her. Laughter still seeps from her lips as he glares. She doesn't care he was happy with a filly. She just counts that up to his foolish believes and weak raising. Her ears stay pinned against her slender head as he says no; of course it was his fault. It was his fault that they had a filly, his fault she had to die. Shinny teeth flashed as she watched him boil in his rage. She giggled wickedly, "Yes... Rage... Feels good doesn't it?" Silver eyes flashed as she watched his scarlet ones darkened with his feelings. She giggles followed her words seeping away into screams of pain and her own rage.

The attacks hit hard and fast; he was relentless. Blood soaks into the Birdsong grass melding with that of the corpse she had mutilated. As the red dragon slices at her face she screams blood pouring into her eyes. Her horn sliced at him and missed. She screamed in agony and anger fire burned at her ass. She fell twisting her right fore leg as she went down. Pain seared up her leg, merging with everything else she was suffering with.

A sliver of her normal self whispered in her head, 'What have I done?' it's snuffed out by the unholy darkness that has invaded her mind. She is lost and has been since the filly slide from her womb. It had taken time to spread to every last inch of her brain. It was to late for anyone to save her. her silver eyes blazed up at him daring him to end it.

He races forward then his hooves are above her ready to strike. Mud flings from his white feathers as he lunges downwards. She throws her head slicing at his hooves as he barrels down towards her. Pain like she has never felt before slices through her body as bones shatter. Blood flies from her muzzle as her head slams back to the ground. She lays gasping, fighting for breath so she can spill her evil words one more time.
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Words;; 353
OOC/Tags;; @Volterra
3/?
Damage to her right side due to sticks, sever burns on her left side, even more damage on the burnt side due to his teeth, baddly scratched up face, and a baddly burnt ass, shattered ribs on her left side, and very sprained right fore leg.
Tries to cut Volterra's legs with her horn right before he hits her.
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