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The thrill of somewhat proving to Leandor that he was not a bad fighter, fell into his mind. Emotions that he could not control started to come out. His anger and subtleness were combined as one, but he could feel that he could possibly get out of hand soon. Leandor suddenly had fallen to the ground from Levi's strike. The darkly shaded brute's joy suddenly turned into another sharp pain. As Leandor's kick struck him in his left back leg, he took in the pain and got tripped backwards. Catching himself, he quickly landed on all of his legs. The pain was still tacked in his leg sharply. Leandor wasn't going to give the stallion pain, and not get any back. Jumping up, he ripped into a slow canter. Every inch of his body ached for more. Lightly tampering the sands, he extended his legs into an extended canter. Quickly, he was beside Leandor again. Bearing his sharp teeth, he aimed at the other stallion's neck. Hoping to bite him, and that way he might be able to have a little control of Leandor.
Quickly after his aim to grab Leandor’s neck he turned his body slightly letting his right back hoof attempt to slice Leandor’s stomach. He wasn’t trying to rip it open, but just an injury to defect him from more attacks. He trusted and kicked towards Leandor’s head. Then with a sudden stop he raged into a rear, but kept his aim away from the palomino stallion. Gripping his hooves into the ground he thrust forward towards the icy waters that lurked in front of them. A trap of mesmerizing scenery, reflected into his silvery dark flecks.
He burst into the water leaving a gigantic splash that over through the rippling waves. Soaking his body with the salty waters, he suddenly turned around to face Leandor. He snorted towards the stallion’s presence, but with a quick stride he cantered back toward Leandor. Reaching his presence once again, he circled him trying to confuse him. Then aiming for his face he spread his vulture wings that sparkled with the trickling water. Facing the Lionheart, he flicked both wings almost as hard as he could. The mesmerizing trickling water suddenly didn’t look so lovely anymore. Shooting across the air, they looked more like thousands of little bullets, icicles, knives, etc. The tiny trickles of water were very quick, but was Leandor quicker? Levi smirked towards him giving a subtle snort.
[OOC: W/C 411 ]
Quickly after his aim to grab Leandor’s neck he turned his body slightly letting his right back hoof attempt to slice Leandor’s stomach. He wasn’t trying to rip it open, but just an injury to defect him from more attacks. He trusted and kicked towards Leandor’s head. Then with a sudden stop he raged into a rear, but kept his aim away from the palomino stallion. Gripping his hooves into the ground he thrust forward towards the icy waters that lurked in front of them. A trap of mesmerizing scenery, reflected into his silvery dark flecks.
He burst into the water leaving a gigantic splash that over through the rippling waves. Soaking his body with the salty waters, he suddenly turned around to face Leandor. He snorted towards the stallion’s presence, but with a quick stride he cantered back toward Leandor. Reaching his presence once again, he circled him trying to confuse him. Then aiming for his face he spread his vulture wings that sparkled with the trickling water. Facing the Lionheart, he flicked both wings almost as hard as he could. The mesmerizing trickling water suddenly didn’t look so lovely anymore. Shooting across the air, they looked more like thousands of little bullets, icicles, knives, etc. The tiny trickles of water were very quick, but was Leandor quicker? Levi smirked towards him giving a subtle snort.
[OOC: W/C 411 ]
