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They call me the breeze [ open spar! ]

Reichenbach Posts: 62
Dragon's Throat Guardian atk: 5 | def: 7.5 | dam: 7.0
Stallion :: Equine :: 17hh :: 8 HP: 62 | Buff: NOVICE
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[Image: 9a4uiv.jpg]R E I C H E N B A C H
DO YOU KNOW WHERE THE WILD THINGS GO?

Completely unaware of the unfortunate commotion happening behind him, Reich felt both overjoyed and ever so slightly guilty as he collided with Isopia. His first thought was that she was strong, incredibly so, for hitting her felt like running head-on into a wall of granite - and his second was that despite her demi-god status, she took hits like everyone else. The scrabble of his teeth upon her neck occurred just as it would in any other fight, and when his teeth finally did get a hold upon her muscled neck, his teeth pinched and held just as they had many times before. He grinned around the mouthful of flesh, beginning to anchor himself in the ground as Isopia shoved.

Her strength shone again as she pushed back against him savagely, cricking his neck at an odd angle and smacking him straight in the nose. Reich emitted a rough grunt, pulling back instantly as his nose tingled and eyes watered, though he was more concerned with the soreness that came with moving his cricked neck. He blinked rapidly, trying to clear his watery gaze quickly - what a terrible time to have impaired vision! He could taste blood in his throat, assumedly from his nose, and bared his teeth in a somewhat good natured grimace (though his good nature was quickly descending into temper) before dancing about on his hooves, attempting to reposition himself as - Isopia's magically-shoed hooves connected with his hindquarters. A grunt of surprise and pain left his throat instantly as he stumbled forward a little, whipping his head about swiftly to keep the Seer in his vision. Whatever those horseshoes were made out of, they did more damage than any ordinary pair of hooves, Reich could feel the bruise beginning to spread already. He huffed, maintaining his good mood despite the soreness in his rump.

Without anything smart to say, he simply danced about to face his opponent again. Shifting on the spot (much to the irritation of his bruised rump), Reich considered tackling Isopia head on - but Gods, was she tall! Instead, he darted forward and attempted to pass her on swift legs, kicking out with his hind legs as he did so, aiming to smack her in the jaw with his solid hind hooves.


WC: 377
Attack: 3/3
Summary: Reich attempts to run past and kick Isopia in the jaw with his hind hooves.

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RE: They call me the breeze [ open spar! ] - by Reichenbach - 04-30-2017, 09:02 PM

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