They are thinning out, crumbling beneath the weight of the Grey. Hawk eyes watched as Quilyan was felled, soon followed by Verenia. With nobody left to face, Lakota set her eyes to the battle her twins were fighting. What she hadn't expected to see was some mare fleeing the scene, and Ktulu...Ktulu...she felt as if she was trapped in molasses with how slow the world started to spin around her. Her beloved leader lay limp along the grass, and from her vantage point Lakota couldn't see if she was breathing. No! No no no no no! Anger, despair, and helplessness seized her chest, sinking white hot irons into a heart that had let Ktulu and the Grey inside. From her throat came a strangled mix between a scream and a roar as anger and agony mated within her tone. With speed she didn't know she possessed, she whirled on the bitch that had dared to harm someone so close to her heart. She didn't dare use 'that' word in that sentence. She is not dead damn it! Or was she? Lakota didn't know, was so shaken up she doubted she could focus enough to understand an answer if someone told her, but when the bitch tried to pantomime Ophelia's voice her rage only grew. First she hurt her young leader, and then she dared to try and mimic the other? Violet eyes were cold as ice, piercing her once they settled on her form. Wishing she could kill her with all the anger running rampant in her body. Aryel running her down was of no importance, for she thirsted for blood and she would get it if it killed her. Lakota surged towards the woman with a bellow. "I'll fucking kill you!" Fuck the Foothills! Fuck the battle! It mattered little to her now, all she knew was that Ktulu was gone and this bitch-! Fury wiped every coherent thought away, sentence unfinished in her mind. It took far longer for Ariadne's words to register in her brain, her emotions creating a solid wall she was trapped behind. Even knowing Ktulu would rise once more did not scratch the surface of her rage. Aryel's advances were welcome, seeing as Ariadne was the only non-Grey around, but Lakota was determined to strike as hard and as fast as she could before the others drew down on the mare as well.
Ktulu, Ktulu, Ktulu! Her mind wailed at her, yanking her back. She had failed her queen, too involved with her own battle to keep more vigilance. She had failed. But she would not fail this. No, she was going to make Ariadne pay. "I will paint with your blood, you cunt!" she hissed, poison dripping from every word. Behind it lay a promise to follow through.
Lakota slowed until Aryel had made her move before attacking, not wanting to get caught in-between. Whether Aryel had connected or not, Lakota corrected her position accordingly to greet Ariadne head on once more as the mare lashed out. Her left foreleg was grazed without any attempt to move. With how fast she was going, it would have been suicide to try and dodge anyways. Leg throbbing softly, she pushed on regardless. Vengeance was spelled out in her eyes. It may hurt, but she would give it back tenfold to Ariadne.
The bite to her left shoulder was troubling, and Lakota knew she had to dodge that one at least. She ducked as low as she could, her height making it substantially harder, and dropped her crown. It was dangerous at the high speed, hind legs sliding and moving down to drop her ass and hunch further to the ground. She'd had no other choice if she wanted to avoid it. The whelp scraped the very top of her mane, yanking nothing but hair. Lakota slammed herself forward, regaining the momentum that had diminished during the slide. Once she'd cleared Ariadne's teeth, she simultaneously whipped her head back up to try and catch her chin with her neck and shoulders. Following both the momentum and the sharp jerk of her head skyward, Lakota rose. Like an archangel she pushed upon her hind legs, height giving her extra reach over Ariadne. Still moving forward, it was nearly a lunge- but it only aided her attack. Sharp onyx hooves descended, aiming for her face and neck. It could likely crack her cheek or rip apart her skin down the arch of her neck, should it land, and it'd feel so fucking satisfying. It was nearly inevitable that they would collide considering Lakota's speed. Nevertheless once she'd dropped to all fours the poisoner moved close, never giving herself or Ariadne a moment to rest. Lakota slammed her right shoulder out towards Ariadne's chest, swinging her ass around in order to get the right angle, hoping to shove her back and make her lose her breath. She wildly snapped her teeth as her shoulder jutted out, mostly aiming for Ariadne's right foreleg due to positioning. But she'd spent too much time at a stand still for her comfort. Breaking away, running directly forward for the quickest escape, she cow kicked at the bitch as she left. Eyes moved to the others surrounding her, telling them to move in while she collected herself. As much as she wanted to take on Ariadne alone, she had teammates to consider.
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WC: 900
Summary: Catches sight of Ariadne leaving due to looking over to check on Ktulu, since her previous target has fallen and she has time to do so. Begins to run towards Ariadne to prepare for her attack, not speeding up fully until after Aryel made her attack. Takes a hit to the left foreleg. Slides down in a rodeo stop to get under the bite, Ariadne yanking out strands of her hair when it connects. Shoves her head up to try and catch Ariadne's chin with the sudden upward movement, and follows that and the forward momentum to go into a rear that is a bit like a lunge. Aims her hooves towards Ariadne's chin and neck, right side. Prepares for collision since she was moving so fast during her lunge/rear. When she drops back down, she shoves her right shoulder out to Ariadne's chest to try and gain time for another attack, using her low position to bite at Ariadne's right foreleg. Then breaks away straight ahead to let Aryel and the others attack while she recovers and gets out of close quarters.
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Invasion Round Three :: Cluster One
