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Tolio was a soul she did not feel ashamed to know. When they had met she felt close to him, a simple understanding, and hold as if all along their paths were meant to cross. Maybe, they were to accomplish something in knowing each other. Maybe, they needed each other. She couldn't say. No matter the red stallion, despite how her mind did not understand the world works, was definitely a bit of brightness the cold could not consume. Brightness and warmth were needs in her book in this desolate, and cruel often bitter world. And Faelene counted herself blessed to know that nothing else had stolen that away from him. So it was easy counting him as a brother. And it was quite unlikely she would shake the feeling of owing him promise to a good life since she brought him to the Steppe.
Eyes of rimmed silver drawn to her target so keenly, once again taking in the details of his chestnut coat, and hidden flesh. He would be agile, and quick she reminded herself. It would be much more different than sparring Cineviam. Could she easily move? Should she worry about inexperience leaving her hurt worse? The silent stares, the pull of solid battle masks to hide actions were placed on both sides when he spoke. The wind has snatched away many a thing, and she took a last opportunity to collect a breath without the frosty debris; without the cut of it's force.
Then it begins.
The single movement of his body causes a shift in her own hind end ready for a direct frontal assault. They were in close perimeter, and by the quickening pace of her heart she felt the warm liquid pool thicker into her limbs in ready. The dark mare was more than ready while he drove himself forward with a lowered stance, raised horn for her. Fast thinking she pressed her weight to her forequarters, and shoved to the right at the last minute. It was a quick dodge, but kept her close in proximity without taking a full weighted blow. This would be where she makes her own attack. Tolio off to her left, she makes a quick lunge with little time for thought. The power coming from a push upon the frozen earth to her hind haunches, she snakes her neck out with open jaws. She had every intention to bite for the left side of his neck, while extending her front hooves to dive downward at his own. She doubted to meet her mark, but had every intention of getting something or seeing how quick a mover he was.
[1/2 attack]
[Word Count;447]
[Summary:Faelene dodges to the right before Tolio crashes into her. I picture she is just to the side of him. So she quickly returns an attack, stretching out to nip the left side of his neck while raising her hooves upward to crash downward at his own.]
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