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03-11-2013, 11:43 AM
All of a sudden, I hear steps behind me, and I freeze, pricking up my ears waiting and listening. My senses knocking in, ready to fight or flee at any given time. I finally see a unicorn mare approach me, with icy blue eyes. I feel more relieved, flashing a smile that would be between relieved and welcoming. I was glad she wasn't here to attack me, but I didn't ease in completely. I was worried that maybe she would launch some sort of fighting trick against me. Then she told me her name. Assassin leader? Despite the fact I was the type to kill, the art of fighting always had intrigued me, and I knew I wanted to learn how to fight so I could defend myself. My only defense now were my powerful, long legs built for running. I remembered how the old horses in my herd commented on the fact of my height made it easy for me to knock down opponents.
"Accalia Cloninger", I told her my real name. I decided not to tell her my full name, for I didn't want her to be bored from my constant chatter. "Assassin leader? That sounds interesting", I said, seemingly nice, but alert. "Could you tell me more about your Assassin herd?" I questioned her. The name interested me, and I didn't want to join to kill, but to learn the fight and maybe have a temporary, or life long herd life.
"Accalia Cloninger", I told her my real name. I decided not to tell her my full name, for I didn't want her to be bored from my constant chatter. "Assassin leader? That sounds interesting", I said, seemingly nice, but alert. "Could you tell me more about your Assassin herd?" I questioned her. The name interested me, and I didn't want to join to kill, but to learn the fight and maybe have a temporary, or life long herd life.
