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01-26-2013, 12:56 PM
Ears perk forward, seeing a stranger. A weird one at that. Now now, he's part of your herd. Mind tries to calm body, but fails. So what, he looks like some little cupid. A sly grin is pressed across delicate lips, and hooves strike earth.
“Hello, is there something bothering you? You look very upset…would you like to spar?”
Nothing was spoken from the sabino, instead a grunt was the only noise to come from throat. With a flick of white tail and a stomp of solid hoof, body is thrown forward. Wings are kept at sides, trying to resist the urge for an aerial assault. Although horned, the sabino had no fear towards her opponent.
Neck outstretched and hooves hitting the ground quickly, head angled slightly. Mind was set on biting shoulder or breast of dappled stallion. If that was not successful sabino had another plan. Once body was past the stallion sabino does a quick cow kick, her leg jutting sideways slightly as she tries to kick his hocks or rear. Hind leg returns gracefully to the ground, and she balances herself out. Turning around a smile is visible across gently pink lips. By now there was a good length or two between the two horses, and the sabino was keeping her defense up by balancing weight and keeping icy blue eyes glued to opponent.
She was ready for anything, or , so the sabino thought. With a battle stance the sabino stood, waiting. Silence was between the two, for who would talk during a battle? Blue pools focus only on dappled horse, waiting for him to make a move.
[[Attack
Charges him, aiming to bite his chest or his shoulder. Once she has passed him she does a cow kick, trying to hit his flank or any part of his leg. Then she goes around so she's behind him and waits.
Defense
Keeping her balance and is keeping wings folded.]]
“Hello, is there something bothering you? You look very upset…would you like to spar?”
Nothing was spoken from the sabino, instead a grunt was the only noise to come from throat. With a flick of white tail and a stomp of solid hoof, body is thrown forward. Wings are kept at sides, trying to resist the urge for an aerial assault. Although horned, the sabino had no fear towards her opponent.
Neck outstretched and hooves hitting the ground quickly, head angled slightly. Mind was set on biting shoulder or breast of dappled stallion. If that was not successful sabino had another plan. Once body was past the stallion sabino does a quick cow kick, her leg jutting sideways slightly as she tries to kick his hocks or rear. Hind leg returns gracefully to the ground, and she balances herself out. Turning around a smile is visible across gently pink lips. By now there was a good length or two between the two horses, and the sabino was keeping her defense up by balancing weight and keeping icy blue eyes glued to opponent.
She was ready for anything, or , so the sabino thought. With a battle stance the sabino stood, waiting. Silence was between the two, for who would talk during a battle? Blue pools focus only on dappled horse, waiting for him to make a move.
[[Attack
Charges him, aiming to bite his chest or his shoulder. Once she has passed him she does a cow kick, trying to hit his flank or any part of his leg. Then she goes around so she's behind him and waits.
Defense
Keeping her balance and is keeping wings folded.]]
